The smile on my face doesn't mean my life is perfect.
He is not really mine. We are not really together. But for what its worth, he is and will always be my sweetest whatever.
I’ve lost somebody who wasn’t even mine.
I feel crappy inside,like something just broke.
Real feelings don’t just “go away”.
Why am I so afraid to lose you when you're not even mine?
The smile on my face doesn't mean my life is perfect.
He is not really mine. We are not really together. But for what its worth, he is and will always be my sweetest whatever.
I’ve lost somebody who wasn’t even mine.
I feel crappy inside,like something just broke.
Real feelings don’t just “go away”.
Why am I so afraid to lose you when you're not even mine?