Too Much Honesty

These memories swirl like the flurries outside,

Burning me with every touch,

And do you remember me at all,

Or are you happy with her?

Every time I start to think about it,

I can’t help but get angry all over again,

Cause if you fell out of love,

I thought you’d at least treat me like a friend.

So when you look at that ring,

I hope you think of me,

I hope you think of me,

I hope you think of me.

I hate that I gave you the power to make me cry,

But never the strength to say goodbye,

Left me with nothing but questions,

When all I wanted was an honest confession.

And the worst part is,

Through it all, I realized I was never in love with you,

I just wanted that perfect picturesque life,

So I let myself get destroyed,

Chasing an illusion of being a wife.