I wish we could have worked it out
I wish I didn’t have these doubts
I wish I didn’t have to wonder just what you are doing now
I wish I didn’t know inside
That it won’t work out for you and I
I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye
I think this fits you and I perfectly.
I know it’s not going to work out. You will never love me. You are different, I see you for who you are, but I can’t help wishing.
I still feel like I need you.
Why don’t you need me anymore?
Did I mess up? Did I cause this? Where did I go wrong?
I thought I was good to you.
Is it my fault?
Was I not good enough?
Is that why you left?