Aftertaste

You had me a little fooled by making me think that I could not be easily removed

Believing in concepts that turned out to not always be true 

Trusting into your dedication of love that doesn’t include friendship

There is a new smell in the air with maturity defining my choice of freedom 

Being scared to say something wrong again, puts me to sleep with tears in my eyes and no defence

You should be burning for me, but you choose to talk about our end while ignoring my plea

I’ll always love you, will you always love me?

I hate that all these memories are so persistent

I could never say we could go back and be how it used to feel like

Sometimes I should try to hate you a little, just so that I can find a middle

 

I can’t make you my friend, if you don’t let me 

I can’t make you go away with peace, if you don’t give us a guaranty

I try not to talk about it, I’m too mad, I’m too harsh, I’m too gentle

It’s too hard to explain, but I’m not ready to repeat the same old story of this pain

I’ll never forget loving you sweetly
Even if this now hurts so deeply

This thing called love

I just can’t handle it all the way

This thing called love

I must get around to it