I just don't think this is working out
I think I am just not into you
I am attracted to the idea of us being together
But it's not going to be a relationship
Although I fear I am leading you down this false path
I don't think I can tell you face to face
So I text you, ‘I love you'
Drunk, and walking home from a Friday night
I wonder why I am single
And get my mobile phone out
Scrolling down the names in my phone
I see names that mean nothing to me
One night stands, woman from work, friends
Names of woman I have often wished I knew more
I miss you; I still want you, wonder how your life is?
So I text, ‘hi how are you doing?' in a text
Work, and the huge roller coaster of life
Has made us lose contact
My best friend once, other mates I miss too
Always promising to call, but never do
Still thinking of the good old days
All those fun times we had
But I never said thanks for being a friend
So I write, ‘Hi mate long time no hear' it in a text
I look at this little master of technology
When I was a teenager we never had this
It was writing letters, or phone calls
Words, feelings, which needed to be expressed
Came from a stuttering mouth
Or written in a simple letter
But now only a blurry statement is told
In a text
