We’re not speaking right now
Your choice, not mine. You have admitted it’s not my fault
So I can’t tell you to your face, or even over a message
The song is beautiful. I’ve told you that before, months ago, when I heard you first perform it. But. I’m happy for you. I’m happy for the show and your single and.
It hurts I can’t tell to you this. When you’ve told me I did nothing wrong. When you were the one that gave me apologies.
We were close, I do believe that. You lied and told the truth in equal measure.
I wish I didn’t care that you still look at my pictures. I wish I didn’t care that you blocked me from yours.
I want to share it, tell the world how amazing you are
But you’d make me feel pathetic for it.
Your song is beautiful.
Whether I get to say that to you or not.