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You don't have to mean anything to me.
You don't have to even care what happens.
But it would be great if you could tell me,
Tell me if you still care.
Care enough to tell me that you would be sad if I left.
To say that I would get better.
To mean all of this, this and more.
Is that to much to ask for.
From someone like you. I guess it would be.
Im sorry for making u feel bad.
But its true.
I use to complain that you didn't talk to me.
But when I looked at it really,
I wasn't talking to you.
You said plenty of things to me,
But i just brushed it all of.
Its a bit like what you did to me.
Now we're even.

One last thing..
Will we ever be more then friends again??
Because with you its hard to say.
I still can't believe what has happened.
I can't even see you now without crying.
Every time I wave, I can't stop the tears.
We are further apart then ever,

As i lay down,
These are my last words.
I really hope I see you again.
Somewhere were I can be myself around you and you wouldn't care how i was...