Come back, please..

Come back, please..

It's funny how the less you talk,

the more you begin to realize it wasn't meant to be.

It's funny how slow it began,

and how fast it ended.

It's funny how in the beginning you liked me,

but in the end, you liked someone else.

It's funny how you meant everything to me,

but I meant nothing to you.

 I realized that I really really love you, 

the one who could never love me back.

I want you back in my life but I just can't have you.

You already moved on and clearly I didn't.

But I like to tell myself that I have because I believe

that when we tell ourselves the same thing

over and over again, there comes a time when we actually believe it.

I miss you. Come back to my life please.