I knew what I was doing.
Maybe I forgot it in the middle, but at first I knew.
I knew I was going straight to disaster.
He asked if that girl was me.
I couldn't answer.
Was it me?
I have no idea.
The feeling was true. I'm sure it was.
But sometimes I feel like it was a dream,
I feel like it all happend in a different reality.
Is getting away from my friends the solution?
Maybe yes, maybe no.
But I've choosen them to be with me,
I can't just turn my back and walk away.
I'm just afraid of not being honest with you
It was never a lie, not even for a second
But when my thoughts get confused with the past and the present...
I just don't know ok? I just don't know.
I want you by my side.
And I miss you too.
Am I a bitch for feeling this?
I never meant to :/
