Do you ever have that argument with yourself?
To make a decision that could cause sleepless nights,
Does heartbreak count as a physical injury?
Sit by you and lose myself in your smile,
Only to realize that I was not the one you were smiling to,
But I have been labeled and I will not detour,
Just keep to myself and pour on paper,
My feelings for her.

It is obvious these days that we’re getting so corrupt,
All stuck in our vices, too blind to see past that plateau.
I’m sitting here miserably but even I can’t complain,
I’ve done my fair share of hurt and pain,
But why can’t she see what’s right in front of her,
Someone that’s so happy just to hear that uncontrolled laughter.

Her mindset was changed over the course of her life,
This beautiful girl has too many issues in her head,
I wish that it will be me to rid her of those demons,
So she can feel what it’s like to be loved unconditionally again.

I sit by and watch but don’t express my feelings,
I’ve already been turned down and I’m still healing,
I wish I could love her and give her my heart,
But I doubt she’d accept it,
Then I would just fall apart.

Sometimes I wonder if I have been forsaken,
Did God just one day decide that I would have to go through all this and so much more?
Life never seemed this complicated when I was younger,
I always thought I would have that dream romance,
The candlelight dinners and walks through the park,
Late night phone calls and little love notes,
And I did, I had it all.

But life is never what you think it is,
And it has a cruel way of bringing you back to reality,
But that’s in the past and I intend to keep it there,
Last thing a person needs is old emotional baggage.

Those feelings are fading the wound is closing,
I’ve turned my attention to you my darling,
If I could only have the chance to prove myself,
Maybe you’d realize the good looking guys aren’t always the best choice.

Why do you do that to yourself?
I ask the same question every time this happens,
What can he give you that I can’t give better?
Why let yourself be hurt by all these boys,
You deserve so much better, you deserve to be completely happy,

I know it sounds like a huge ego talking,
But I honestly believe that if you give me a chance,
Oh whats the point, grow up Rom! Move on!

I write nonsensical lyrics because you inspire me,
My work would turn out much better if you only responded to me,
The right words from you would make me weak in the knees,
If you happen to read this, please, just let it be?