Different Terms

Far too often I am blinded

I can't see what's right in front of me

We weren't perfect

But at one point it almost felt like it

I know it doesn't feel like that now

I find myself building homes out of people

with no foundation sturdy enough to support me

Digging caves into other men trying to fill the void that you left

Panicking when i sleep because you're not there anymore

Constantly grasping wishing I could've just made you stay

But you can't hold on to false hope

I sink into solitude when it's only your presence I crave

Not that of a lover but that of a friend

I know I hurt you

You know you hurt me too

I do not want to rebuild

I want to tear down every last memory you have of me

I want to have never kissed you

I want to have never looked that deep into your eyes

I want to have just been your friend

I want to have seen your soul without moaning and leaving scars on your back

I want to have gotten to know you with just words

I don't ever wish I hadn't met you.

I just wish the terms were different.