Bittersweet Letter

Every now and then bet I think about it so I write about it
Gotta jot my thoughts and open up my heart
And reignite the spark before I fall apart
I fell in love with art
I fell in love with you
We fell apart in June
I’m turning 22
You’re a different you and I’m a different me
In a different time maybe we could be..

Nah ..

Said I wouldn’t do it
You went and put me through it
I’ve been dreaming lucid
Could’ve would’ve should’ve never really could’ve put up
With the pressure and the temper and the party and the venue
Pick a steak off the menu
Never got a fucking thank you
Had my fucking hand full
Writing you this letter
Saw you in December
Looking back like you remember
All the time we spent together
You could never fucking settle..

For me..

You could never fucking settle for me
Had to turn up at the party scene
With a little black dress and a little gin left
Never could text always busy with your friends
Coming home a mess
All the tears I shed
When I saw you with him
What a bittersweet end
To a fantasy yet
I hope to see you again..