Living better doing great 

Besides that time I confused 

A life lesson to a soulmate 

Someone I saw a friend In.. a best friend!

Then again we’re all living in sin

With our past being us just dust in the wind.

To all the places we’ve could of gone 

To the places you have been 

To knowing the facts 

the shit is heart wrenching.

My stomach hurts 

Confused from a heartbreak

Or heartache? 

I say My soul was for the taking 

Looking back at it all 

Wtf was i thinking in believing in something that left me with nothing 

Guess I was numb to the feeling 

Should of listen to my gut

Shit but then again I was looking 

For ways to get up in yours 

Searching for that nut 
We were both stuck in our ways but you had your days 

I was only trying to help but it’s hard 

To do so when you couldn’t even help

Yourself!

No love lost

Said we Cut ties —fuck the cost—

Eat the lies —we on our way 

With no goodbyes questioning on our why’s lighting up to the most high..

How is it with so much going on 

In rotation I still choose to get on snap 

To creep on your location. 

But yet here I am keeping my composure 

Wording my thoughts all together 

Just to have some sorta closure

Cause I swear I was on some 

“teenage fever “

Yea I’ll be a fool on the first 

which is shameful to believe 

I ever get chance to see how playful 

She grew up to be 

Too see that now become A distant memory as you are 

Just a thought of me being in your past 

Guess it’s true when they say nice guys

Finish last as if my heart hanging 

Off a cast - away vibes 

Secluded in my feelings 

On what everything I was hearing 

You had me in someone I believed in 

Just for you to move in and up and leave again..

Blind sided on the idea of you and I

As I Never been the type to give in but 

Catching feelings and flights to places 

We’ve never been where some things I 

Never questioned. 

In time though I’m seeing everything clearer Only to catch a fool in the mirror 

Angry at myself  that I can’t face the fact 

I can’t have what I want back and as 

For this guilt trip is something that I don’t lack.. feeling used and played I was just something to do when there was nothing to do.. even tho you spoke “ I love you “

I don’t  see no Love in you. Should of listened to my friends but I was too blind to comprehend. With “ wasted times “

On repeat by The Weeknd I reflect on in all 

It’s like you hit me with a curveball. I Never seen it coming only a chance to see it go..

From packing  a suitcase on getaway trips 

To having all your shit moving in I still found in my heart to keep it within even after that one on one battle over in Nashville... 1/2