theres just this place where you used to sit
and this hole you used to fill
love… its a funny word
but maturity is a funnier one,
and sometimes you use them both in the same sentence and i can’t help but laugh
so i apologize now for any laughing
but it keeps a frown off my face

just can’t you see i need you?
and the question of why you aren’t there for me, never leaves
but thats fabulous, and i am so happy for you
i just wish that didn’t feel like a lie