Go

Maybe it's the silence at the end of the night that eats me up inside or maybe it's the late, and it's just that time. Maybe I miss how we were a month ago, maybe I miss knowing you were always gonna be mine. I'm aware I'm headstrong and very independent, I look at you and feel so much different. You speak to me like no one else matters and no one else cares. I just wish we clicked like the couples on TV. I wish we had chemistry like oxygen and bromine. I wish the echoes of our friends weren't right when they said we didn't fit together. Now I know better, I'd rather let it flow then go.