Jumping Jacks, On A Thousand Tacks

Sometimes I wonder what i meant to you, was i just some doll, that you kept around because i was fun to play with?

If so, why'd you keep taking me out of the trash, and playing some more?

It's crazy to think what goes through your mind, when you are calling me, to tell me that we cant talk anymore, that She doesnt like our friendship, and that we are too close.

It's crazy to think what goes through you mind, when you are calling me, to tell me that you've missed me and that you want us to be friends again, that you are so sorry, and will never leave me again.

I can not believe ive been such a fool to believe you time and time again, but i have, and i cant anymore. I miss you so much, what you Used to be, what i thought you were, and now that person is gone, so what do i have to hold on to? The old you may come back, but the likelyhood of that, is slim to none, and i can not keepwaiting for that day to come.

I will forever hold you in my heart, and care about you so much, but, we can not be friends, because while i am caring, and considerate, you are not. You are instable, and a pushover.

I know i am unstable as well, but i'd never leave my friends for a lover. While you have on numerous occasions

I love you, you were one of my best friends, but this is it.

Jumping Jacks, On A Thousand Tacks

~Maya~