Significant Strangers

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Significant Strangers

I want to be your friend,
but its something I cant do
because I get a nervous beat in my chest
every time I lay my eyes on you.

I want to talk on the phone
but hearing your voice is like a dagger in my heart,
it brings back the memories of when things were right
I really wish we both would of been smart.

I wanna talk you through your problems,
but I don't think I can,
It will just be like the old times
and Id probably try to hold your hand.

I wanna be everything I can for you,
but its not my place anymore
You have your own life, and I have mine
I don't know if I should even bother anymore.

Sometimes I feel stupid
for putting so much into you,
because when all is set and done,
its me that's still feeling blue.

Ive said some things
that I really didn't mean
I didnt want to hurt you
but its hard dealing with a shattered dream.

I guess what I'm trying to say,
is that I dont hate you
and even if we never fully recover
I only hope the best for you.

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