real.

still i don't see why you're letting go of me
when i didn't ever wish to fly away
but this time it isn't in my hands
to decide if i will be set free
i've cried myself to realizing it's done
and that you're never coming back
one of these maybe you'll come around
just to find out that i'm the one

i guess it was too much for me to ask that you are real
because right now i'd rather not love at all
than feel all the pain that i feel
it's hard enough for me to have to remember what you said
but to see your face again as i fall
will never get out of my head

maybe this is what's best for both of us
god only knows how i will deal
perhaps this love thing wasn't made for me
and it was stupid of me to trust
i know that when i see those eyes
my throat will choke up again
and i'll be crying without you knowing
because my tears only well up on the inside