Falling away from you
Slowly
I reach out wanting to hold you
You don’t even fucking see me
That shows my true worth
What do you really think of me?
Do you even think about me?
All I needed was your touch
Your arms holding me tight
What I got was a cold shoulder
Now I’m crying myself to sleep
Hating the fact that I can’t sink into a bottle of gin
I want your passion
You don’t seem to even want to touch me
I’d settle for a hug
I’m getting use to it
It’s becoming clear
I’m walking on the edge of the deep ocean
Should I jump in?
