You and Me.

You and Me

You, you and me.
It was almost too easy.
We clicked in a way that everyone else was blind to.
But were we blind to think it would last?

You were a dream, almost like my savior.
Never did someone know me and get me like you did.
The endless nights of talking about nothing and driving nowhere,
Those were the days we took advantage of.

Me, I knew how your heart felt; I knew what you hid behind your exterior.
It took way too long to get you to trust me, just to open your life to mine.
But when you let your heart speak and not your head, everything fell into place.
Our friendship grew into a love-a love so true.

You and me. Never, was it work. We always flowed.
So many happy times, so many treasured memories.
Way too many “I love you’s” to count, and not enough kisses to last forever
But when did this love and unconditional happiness turn into constant tears, fears, and doubts?

It was you who knew-knew what and who he wanted, me-forever.
But it was me who had doubts, is this for real? Am I settling? Is this it?
Everyday I wished my mind would stop-stop the constant thinking, but the doubts only grew.
Doubts turned into arguments, which led into fights, eventually to our end-
Or a break is how I put it, never thinking that it would never be again.

But when does a break become the end?
When I can go to bed and not have to hear your voice?
Or when I don’t want to hear those three little words?
I think this is it for us, we just aren’t us anymore.
But I know you want more.
So how do we both get what we want?

You want me, I want more.
More then what we have become, and what you were offering me.
You said “never settle Jessica,” so I’m sorry, I’ll listen this once.
So this is it-goodbyes, to the hurt, the tears, the doubts, the tension.
It’s the end of
Us, You and Me.