It’s not you, It’s me

In this bed i sit, feeling a bit shaky
Feel like i’m dreaming, but I haven’t slept lately.
I haven’t needed to write thoughts down for years,
but lately my words have been replaced by tears.

It’s not often I allow myself to need someone else,
And I guess this is why, cause I’m a bit of a mess.
I never thought that you’d get bored, lose interest,
But I guess nothing lasts forever, it’s a while at best.

Our laughs and smiles seem forced some how,
I feel like I’m on the edge of a cliff and could fall about now.
You say I paw you and I’m much too needy,
I feel like I’m waiting for the “it’s not you, it’s me”.

Things are changing, I’m not sure why or how,
but we’ve always been happy together, why is it different now?
My mind is a minefield of what I could have done wrong,
and because I’ve been here in the past I wonder if it’s just me all along.

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