Now I'm scribbling in my book
the things I could never say to you
Rather keep it silent
and not embarrass you too
I shouldn't miss you so bad
when the feelings aren't felt back
But every time you return
I accept you like a fool
I keep finding you
in these battle scars
All you did after
was hurt me
The permanent damage remains
And you're still probably wondering
where my "I love you" went
never knowing upon you it was always uselessly spent
In your absence , I didn't cry
Though to say I didn't crave you would be a lie
But I'd rather turn the page of who you are
cause I loathe what I've read so far
Even so , every time you come back
I just can't get over you
