I saw you in the halls, your head low,

I saw you walking out of class, headphones always in.

I saw your story on snapchat, music as always.

I saw you watching me while with your friends.

I thought I saw you differently than everyone else.

They told me to be careful.

They told me to watch my back and my heart.

They told me he was a bad idea.

They told me it wasn’t worth it.

Maybe you knew what you wanted less than I did.

Maybe you're just another one of those people.

Maybe you were never interested in the first place.

While maybes and what if’s cloud my brains judgment, 

I see a break in the storm that drowns me.

I can breathe.

While the storm clouds fade away,

I see the reminisce of the person you left behind.

Maybe I’m more hurt than I should be.

Maybe I can just push everything out of mind.

Maybe I just want to yell.

They told me I told you so.

They told me I was fine.

They told me how to feel and when to feel it.

They told me it was my fault.

I see you walk past me, avoiding eye contact.

I see you turn around after I pass, just to get a good look at me.

I see you wandering around town, 

I see you lock eyes on my car.

I see you not showing a care in the world.

Now I just wish I didn’t see you at all.