What was between us:
Jokes, silly texts, small flirt,
For me, honestly, it was enough.
Too bad you'll never see me in little skirt.
Was it enough for you?
Or what was that you wanted from me?
For me it was unfamiliar, all's new
You wouldn't even believe...
What things I gave up to please you,
Acted so naive, so innocent,
Nothing was ever enough for you,
And I recall everything when I feel your scent...
I'm tired, and so done,
So done with all your shit,
So done, and the innocence is gone,
These are the parts I just want to skip.
What is between us:
Arguments, stares filled with hate,
I just want to sit in a bus,
And wish we never met...