That ship has already sailed he told me,
I wish there was an anchor on that ship.
I miss you so much it's making me sick,
I really need to get a grip.
It's been over a year,
yet every night I still shed tears.
I have been in fear,
that your love for me will never reappear.
You weren't meant for me I suppose,
you decided that a long time ago,
that my heart was easy to dispose,
I guess how much you said you cared about me was just a show.
He says he's mine,
but am I really his?
Should I push these feelings aside and let him in?
Is their some kind of line that decides if I'm his?
Is this right?
do we really fit?
Someone new is trying to hold me,
it's so foreign,
they are trying to take your place it seems,
but I think that's exactly what I need,
to look beyond this misery.
I feel confused,
am I happy?
I fall in love with people,
leaving pieces of me behind.
Belonging to a heart that's rightfully mine,
but it doesn't matter because they can give them back and they still won't fit back inside.
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