Sorry

[Verse 1: Dear Me]
My life was far below us
In that orangey-pink apartment building you tried to make look like a sunset
It seemed as though I might never have to return to it now
The salt of her shoulder buzzed on the tip of my tongue
I wondered if i would spend the rest of my life inventing complicated ways to depress myself
Oh how I hate how addicted I get to anything that makes me feel anything
I miss you so fucking much
I just really fucked up more then anything
I wish i could go back and change the way thing turned out
I wish that I had seen things differently and my thoughts had been clear
Maybe I would have stopped before I slammed my fist into that mirror

[Chorus: Eliza Grace]
But I’m not homebound
In the deep end, drowned
I can see my shroud
Like an ultra sound

But this isn't a meltdown

I try to find my faith in anything that I can touch
Conversations not enough anymore
We all go down in the end
It’s okay, I fall apart anyway
I fire way too hot to touch

[Verse 2: Dear Me]
Every shard of glass glittering at my feet-
Showed me my broken heart a hundred times reflected back at me-
You were a Forrest fire igniting my broken heart-
You gave me hope when all I had was hate-
You lit me up like the stars in the sky, and for a momment I was truly beautiful-
But after a split second I was burnt up-
A love too hot, you, a flame untameable

[Chorus: Eliza Grace]
But I’m not homebound
In the deep end, drowned
I can see my shroud
Like an ultra sound

But this isn't a meltdown

I try to find my faith in anything that I can touch
Conversations not enough anymore
We all go down in the end
It’s okay, I fall apart anyway
I fire way too hot to touch

[verse 3: Dear Me]

I’m sorry that me caring for you was suffocating -
& my desire to make sure you were happy was overwhelming. -
I’m sorry that my love for you was too much for you to handle. -
I’m sorry that I kept calling and texting-
I’m sorry that it took me so long to see that you stopped caring about me just as quickly as you started to-
I’m sorry that the “did you get home safe?” texts that stopped coming were not enough for me to see that you did not love me-
I’m sorry that I’m so extreme that I don’t see in colors, just black and white-
I miss who we use to be
I hate that this is what we are now