I thought you were my everything, I thought you were my world. You made me feel so happy, Hell... I felt like a love-sick 12-year-old girl! I thought we were soul mates; My dreams for us were so big. So instead of seeing the truth, I let you crack all my thoughts like little twigs. I wanted this to work so bad, So I always tried to agree... But whenever something happened, Your finger pointed at me. I thought we were friends... No less, and still, no more. Now you say we can't be either... And you leave, slamming the door. You said that I was the "cold" one, But damnit, you hurt me too! What am I supposed to do now? Just sit here and miss you?