Trying to be strong…trying to be the man…trying to be the rock…but you sure do make things hard…when you need someone to talk to…I try my best…to be that person…but you don’t do the same for me…when we talk…you only want to give me advice…
I thought I was stronger because we had each other…but the time has come to go our separate ways…believing better days are lying ahead…but looking back I am stronger because of the hell…you put me through…and to think that I was enjoying every minute of it…
Couldn’t you tell that something wasn’t right between us…didn’t you feel the negative vibes…talking in the basement…late into the evening…and trying to be honest lately…has been hard for me…because of how you might react…didn’t want to hurt you…but honestly it hurts me to think you think you’re gonna make it…