Its funny how easy I can separate myself from you,
Where you have been everything and yet nothing to me,
It’s a hard line to draw, even harder to cross,
Yet I find myself straddling it time and time again,
Laughing because he will never be you,
And he can never come close to the way you’ve made me feel.
It’s even funnier because I could never really escape you,
No matter how I fought, how much I denied,
You always showed up in my rear view mirror,
Always throwing me off the course I set myself on.
For better or worse, you were always a constant,
And I can’t even hate you for it, no matter how I wish I could;
It would’ve been so much easier to deny, deny, deny, (but I could never deny you).
I know this game, its always used to be the same for…
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