Right person, wrong time,
I was a broken yute when I was with you,
And although I lied to you,
The feelings were always true.
Match made in heaven but we went through hell,
I hate how things turned out,
I knew you loved me,
Hell you’d break your leg if that was the only way for me to stand,
You gave me wings to fly above all the bullshit, and still I chose to land.
I was a confused yute when I dated you,
I hurt you and you hate me.
We don’t speak no more and this silence keeps clouding me
If you’re reading this, reach out I need my friend back