I got fed up of your not calling, I got fed up of your absence. I got fed up of not knowing what tomorrow held for us. I tried, I did. I know you did too. We’ve both fucked up along the way. How hard is it to admit, that you weren’t the best too? How hard is it to admit that things could’ve been different if we both played our parts. It takes two to build a relationship and wreck one too. It’s not all on me. It’s not. And you know this too.
She Was Sea 