I know there was something that made me not want you, I just wish I could remember what it was now. Because every time you left my room late at night, left me wrapped in my bed sheet, wrapped in something that smelled like you, all I remember is standing in front of the door and the disappearing light as you closed it and made your way back home.
I remember feeling sick as I watched you drive away and I remember hating not knowing who you were with the nights you had been drinking. It's funny how you never remember the bad things once you lost something you were sure you loved.
I miss you now like I should have missed you then, and now you're half way around the world, in love, and somehow I've never felt closer to you.
I knew I was never part of your plan, so get out from under my skin. —Triviallove