things I have been thinking about
For Real
You're thinking about me again,
wishing we were walking along,
listening to our favorite song.
You want it to be like it used to,
you and me,
everything sweet and true.
You don't like writing those sad poems,
about me, about you,
about something wrong.
You want it like it was,
but what haven't I done, or said,
to make you believe that you can still love me?
What is the because?
I can't take being in your mind anymore,
I need you to feel me outside of your head,
and stop hating me in your dreams,
I need you to start loving me alive,
loving me for real.
wishing we were walking along,
listening to our favorite song.
You want it to be like it used to,
you and me,
everything sweet and true.
You don't like writing those sad poems,
about me, about you,
about something wrong.
You want it like it was,
but what haven't I done, or said,
to make you believe that you can still love me?
What is the because?
I can't take being in your mind anymore,
I need you to feel me outside of your head,
and stop hating me in your dreams,
I need you to start loving me alive,
loving me for real.