is it the fact that i miss you?
or the fact that i never got over you?
because, honestly i can't picture my life without you would be a wreck.

you showed me things i never knew
kissed me slowly in the rain
as the wind blew through,
didn't try to satisfy my needs.

you did your best to please
but in the end you were just at ease.
didn't ask why it was the fact i wanted to cry.

nevertheless, you never once told a lie.
you were always there to comply
never once tried to hide or deny.

its the fact that it was all too good to be true,
in the end i lost you.