If I was enough
Well this wouldn't hurt so much
If I was my friend
Maybe I could better understand
That was a lie
Maybe I'll never understand
You came and went
Maybe that's what love is like sometimes
You were always gunning for a goodbye
I played it cool then I fell for you
Knowing saying goodbye is what you are used to
I fell for you
When it gets too much
You know I'm there with extra love
Again and again
Still you never understand
I'm there when you cry
Always the one to help you stand
We were immense
You know I'd do it all again
You were always gunning for a goodbye
I played it cool then I fell for you
Knowing saying goodbye is what you are used to
I fell for you
About the Creator
Frankie Martinelli
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Man, this really got me in the feels. The use of simple language was effective - raw and beautiful- I read it again and again like I listen to my favourite song and sit here crying sweet tears. Thank you!