When you were lying in your bed, with my picture in your hand did you think about our good times or did you think about our bad,

Did you ever sit and reason why or how we came to an end,

Or did you ever wonder that maybe it wasn’t all me that brought both our hearts to our crying knee.

Because I sat and wondered why our love was so true,  I know in our relationship we often times felt blue.

Though much of our past and much of our time I loved you so much and I knew you were all mine,

Now sitting back pissed off at myself thinking of how you’ll never speak to me at all holds me so close to what I wish was the end.