my tainted love story

i feel it in my chest when i can hardly breathe
i feel it in my knees when i can barely stand
i feel it in between my fingers as you hold my hand

the feel of your lips briefly being pressed up against mine
the warmth of my body against yours while i was safe in your arms
the way that i thought we would one day be
the way you made me feel as if i was finally free

you and i seemed so perfect the way id see nothing but you
and how when you were near me my troubles were gone
it was as if i had no past as if i had no future
only that moment seemed to matter because i thought it was love

but the world is right, i am naive
im blind for not being able to see
im immature for even hoping
im foolish for really beleiving we were meant to be

it feels like im writing a drawn out letter
drawn out like my emotions on a colored sheet of paper
then tossed away like an unwanted picture

excuses are excuses no matter how much you sugar coat them
and i seem to keep creating one after the other
telling my self that you love me but that were impossible
always finding a different reason as to why you chose her

but maybe the real reason should come into my reality
maybe im not what you want, all those times you called me perfect
all those times i thought the wait was worth it
the way youd occupy my mind and my time
but i should admit it, im the one at loss
the only reason that comes with truth is that i was blind