It’s never enough to say that I’m sorry caught between what I can give and what you want from me. It’s hard to believe I ever said we were meant to be. This love is tearing me apart at the seams. There’s more to what you say than it seems but I can’t read between lines that I can’t see. The more I try the further you run from me but every time I stop I see you waiting for me. Maybe this is the way it was meant to be or am I just running from the things I don’t want to believe. I don’t want to open my eyes to the scene that’s in front of me but I’m tired of pretending. I’m still holding on to how things were in the beginning even though I know you and me are ending. If I could go back in time I’d stop myself from attempting to love you but the thought of you and me is so tempting. In the end you left me empty and walked away with no pity. When I moved on you came along looking so pretty and it was the same old song but I’m starting to see maybe you and me weren’t meant to be.