.waiting game.

You and me,
A little different,
Though we tried to stay the same.
It never leaves,
And when it changes,
It is still a waiting game.
I wait for a lonely breath,
I wait to surface from this depth,
Wait for the light to come,
And take away these images I kept,
In my head.
More than ever I need to feel you,
And more than ever I see the real you.
You are me,
A worse disaster would be waking up alone,
Now we're free,
We're drifting out like all the ones we didn't know.
I wait for silence here,
I wait for things to disappear,
Wait for the ground to stop,
Moving underneath my only fear,
If I lose you I don't know.
More than ever I need to feel you,
It's all around,
More than ever I see the real you,
And it surrounds.
Everything, everything we have had,
Out of sight,
Out of mind,
Given that,
What I see when I dream,
Hurts like hell and back.
More than ever I need to feel you,
It's all around,
More than ever I see the real you,
And it surrounds.

I don't want you anymore. And I don't really need you. For me to be perfectly honest, I need you to take your problems and keep them. I really don't care. I'm surprised that I can say this, but I'm completely OVER you. You mean nothing to me any more. We've both become different people and if you can't accept me for who I am, maybe it's time to move on. Without me. You've got her, you'll be fine. And I'm definitely better off. I just don't want you any more. It just feels SO good to finally realize that. I'm a bitch. I'd tell you to live with it, but I know that you'll be living withOUT me.