Its not you.Its me. No. Actually, its you. I was okay
before I met you. I didn't struggle to go to bed because I was waiting
for that one call that was never coming. I used to dose off as soon as I
tucked myself in. Then you came, and everything changed. Then all was
about you. I lost myself in you. You drew me close, too close for
comfort. Made me feel like I was the only thing that mattered. You
laughed hard with me, perhaps enjoyed flirting with me with those many
and endless conversations. Then everything felt too familiar. Too close
and somehow I dived in. Many that know me are certain that I give myself
to whatever so strongly. And so I came on you so strongly. Hanging on
to your words. Then one day, like I was plague you moved away. A
withdrawal so undeniable. Leaving me confused and wondering. " Is it me?
No,I know its not me. Its you!"
And this days, I
am learning to become hard hearted... Maybe even cold because I don't
believe in some things. But you taught me to know what I want and
believe in a better tomorrow. I learned the hard way but a very crucial
lesson.
Yeah, so don't call me babe, unless you
mean it,don't tell me you need me,unless you believe it. That's my
mantra, to any unclear chats.
Don't call me babe,
unless you mean it. I learn of Ed Sheeran the singer those days when
love was love and not a game. But today I listened,because his song "
Dive" just spoke what has been my mantra. Don't call me babe, unless you
mean it! Period
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