floating.
i hold my breath, to keep myself from smiling.
i close my eyes, to keep myself from crying.
cause everytime i see you smile,
i get those butterflies.
but the only thing besides your hi,
i only get good-byes.
but where is the good, in the second thing you say,
if you've let me go, let's atleast be friends,
cause if we're cool then baby, i'll be okay.
and you walk away, in the middle of my heartbreak.
and still, i can't move on, but the only thing,
i know from now, is that
i'm used to it.
