I Let You Go (Along With My Resentment)
I resented you, but at the same time part of me hoped you’d come back because without you my life didn’t have the same meaning I thought.
I resented you, but at the same time part of me hoped you’d come back because without you my life didn’t have the same meaning I thought.
You had some of the best moments of your life in that college town with a crappy apartment and cheap bars, and it’s finally hitting you, you’re never going back.
You taught me no matter how much you want someone you can’t make them stay and you can’t make them love you.
But for some reason as soon as I know you stop wanting me, as soon as I can tell there is nothing there anymore, I crave your attention even more.
There are 52 Sundays a year and each one that passes is another Sunday that I’m working towards getting over you.
I can let loose in the mixed haze of 2 AM and intoxication. I can trust you and allow myself to be vulnerable with you at that time of night. But I can’t do it in the morning.
I need to know I can count on you, I need to know you won’t just walk away because the last thing I need is another impermanent relationship with someone who could get up and leave at any given moment.
But no matter how hard I try, or don’t try, to capture your attention and make you want me – you don’t. You’ve got your eyes glued on her and I’m busy watching you watch her.
Every dream of mine you’re in is a dream I’ll never stop cherishing because it’s like God’s way of bringing you back to me, even if it’s just for a minute.
Live for the people who are there for you and be that person for others.