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Feelings we wasted


Spent so much time being scared of getting let down by you

I forgot to mention my feelings were true 

My naive mind didn't grasp what was taking place 

It couldn't keep up with the pace 

When I finally thought I knew 

What was going on between me and you 

The truth was I had no fucking clue 

You'd blank me 

But thank me 

For being there for you 

I had not a clue what to do 

Confused was a constant and only state and that's the truth 

As I grew wiser and my defences grew 

Then came my fear of falling for you 

I try to ignore you,

avoidance at all cost.

But you started to look a little lost.

So I was there again whether I wanted to be or not 

 I hated the fact that I already cared a lot.

Time went on and things happened, but never changed 

I didn't understand why it was all still the same 

My eyes were drawn to you in a crowded room 

How is it possible to mix love and doom?

You were a beautiful mystery that no one could solve 

To this day I don't know how you felt about me 

But then I realised my feelings could be sumed up in a familiar three 

My feelings were wasted that's for sure 

Not on you 

But on the time of course 

I loved but was it ever felt?

I cared but was needed?

I trusted but did it have meaning?

You fell in love...but not with me 

I promise in some ways it made me so happy 

I wanted you to have the best 

And she obviously passed the test 

But it hurt and I broke 

Watching it all go down in smoke 

But I still love you and probably always will 

I just wish I knew how you feel still 

I guess it was love that I tasted 

It's a pity all those feelings were wasted 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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