I keep telling you one day I'm his, then one day I want you. Sometimes I asked myself when I'm with him, do I wish it was us. You know right from the start I never loved nobody else. And you know what I had for you was true. But I can't make things feel right when it's wrong. Idk why I keep running back when em' say you ain't sincere. Maybe because I loved you too much to let you go.

(will be back soon. on hiatus)