We Were
How can we ever be again
if we never really were?
I could've kept you for myself
I'm thinking that my heart was sure
that we weren't meant to be
but I kept denying what I was hearing
too much of a bad ass to handle
the feelings wouldn't stop appearing
those feelings of yesterday
you were the type I lived for
eventually to hurt me and leave
but still, in spite, I would adore
and think somehow I could've changed
but I'm fine and you are a blur
we can never be again
because we never really were.