The Idea
Sometimes I can be
so cynical
But isn't every teen?
I'm so confused
I wanted you
But I fell in love
with the idea
of what you could mean
A boyfriend
Someone to hold hands with
A person that I could brag about
A change of the status on my space account
I fell in love with the idea of being in love
For a moment the loneliness
Blurred my sense of worth
I thought being with you
could heal all my past pain
I wanted so much for us
cause the idea never seized
My friends were so happy
when they realized that
I was no longer single
Now double dates were possible
and I didn't feel so minuscule
Compared to my friends
who were all deeply falling
I wanted to belong
It hurts being out the box
It hurts being alone
So I fell in love
with the idea
of being with you
and maybe
that's what ruined us
Maybe we were doomed
from the start
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