Playing Pretend

26.09.11

Pretend is a game that isn’t fun anymore,
It’s the same stupid game that made me hopelessly watch you walk out my door,
Faking to feel nothing, faking that I wasn’t hurting,
Smiling but so close to the edge, so close to blurting,
I was only fifteen and we were still in high school,
Called you beautiful but treated you like a fool,
Pretended you were ordinary when you were a diamond to me
I was playing hard to get, playing dumb, I just couldn’t see,
Yes, you climbed to the top of my hill and stayed there,
Truth be told I had fun acting like I didn’t care,
It was supposed to make you want me; it pushed you away instead,
Maybe I was naïve, maybe I was misled,
But doesn’t absence make the heart grow fonder?
Did I have that whole concept confused, I wonder?
Now seven years later and I’m foolishly sprung,
Eight girlfriends, eleven flings, and four one-night stands, you’re still the one
The one that got away,
The one I wish I had done more to ensure she stayed,
I loved you, I love you, and I’ll love you, that will never change,
Not proud anymore, my actions now seem so strange,
In trying to fix what I never tried to mend,
I stop playing pretend…
 
(My Intellect Is Loud And Noisy – MILAN)
 
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