Sometimes. (go back »)

It's not always so hard. Sometimes it's not so hard to bare. It's not so bad. You look happy and that's all I want. Hand-in-hand or lip-to-lip. I can take it. I can stand to look at you... happy. Sometimes it makes me smile. It's okay for you to like her.

It's not always so hard. Sometimes I can't handle it though. Sometimes it feels like you are the only one that will ever understand... and then you're not there. You're with her. And I don't know how to be alone. I don't know how to be the only one that understands. But you're happy. It's not okay for her to love you.

Sometimes I don't care. I swear I don't. I just want you to be happy. I just want you to be...

Happy.

Sometimes I can't take it. Sometimes I want to be the only thing to make you happy. Sometimes all I want is just to exist. You and me.

You.Me. you=me. me=you. Me.You.

It doesn't work that way. And how I feel will change tomorrow or next week, maybe next month, but it will. We know it will... but sometimes... I just want to hold on.