Still Hung Up On You

  

I remembered pushing you away because it was that time of the month and then I had you telling me you'd still be around no matter what. I remembered getting bad and sad then I had you holding me telling me I was worth a lot more than that. How can someone who helped me get through the days be the same person who broke me? Why is it so damn hard to let you go?

I can't even let anyone in. I'm not sure if I'm ready to start all over. What if nothing goes right again? Will I be reminded of the days you left me hanging, wishing and hoping you'd come back? Even then, I am always being reminded of how, in that moment, you were the person who made me the happiest girl on earth although you were also the same person who broke every little piece left of me. But I can't be telling people that part, can I? I can't just tell them you've been such a great person because then they'd ask me why am I such a sad soul now.

Of all the things you did for me, the one I loved most was when you saw me get bad and then told me I won't ever have to be that sad again.

But baby, I'm starting to get bad again and you're no longer here. Who's gonna fix me now?