You said I made you nervous,
But the kind that makes you giddy,
You said I gave you butterflies,
You told me I was pretty.

It didn't take me very long,
To start seeing you through rose colored glasses,
The kind that make everything better,
That get more intense as time passes.

Then you said you missed me,
Becuase I work six days a week,
You told me you started talking to someone new,
Becuase you missed how much we used to speak.

I said I hope you're happy together,
And you said you didn't want us to stop speaking,
You said you just wanted to be honest with me,
And I said I didn't want to stop either, with my heavy heart beating

You didn't reply much, after that,
And now we don't talk at all,
My rose colored glasses, still firm in place,
Glasses I said I wouldn't wear again, but with you, I let myself fall.
© AliciaMay