rosy cheeks

I know why you feel like that
My carbonation got quite flat
My phone calls got really dull
My explanations sounded like I was full "it"

Which I was
But if you wish
I'll explain to you my "fucked up ness"
If you don't want I get that too
I was really shitty to you

For what it's worth I didn't flirt
I cried and pushed and told him this:
"I refuse to be with you, I'll be your friend but nothing more, you had your chance"
But in the end my feelings frayed
My heart was utterly confused, I thought: was I even good for you?

I didn't explain myself for this: I didn't know if I was right, I didn't know if you should be by my side

But the people who loved me most, advised me to stop hurting you. That obviously I needed time at least to think at least to blink and not pretend I wasn't frayed. They love you too and could see I wasn't good to you.

But I was stringing you along, scared to let go of my friend, who needed more then I could give.

My explanation doesn't matter. My contact I am sure is quite unwanted due to the deletion of my every contact except this color vessel stays.

accept it or accept this not. I wish you would though since its what I've thought. I'm sorry I strung you along and wan't upfront about the things that went wrong. Scared to hurt you bit me in the back, I'm sorry for that.

And as for him, he knows all this, he knows of you and that I have been thinking this.

And that you're someone that I miss.