Just five minutes more. Please.

I didn't finish my morning coffee, that was my first sign something was wrong.

At first I gave you one thought today
then it grew, and grew
my mind exploded with you.

I dug up all the notes you gave me, first the casual ones
i wish i could talk to you again
then it progressed into the flirts and questions and pains
i wish i said i love you
everything started to go silent as I finished the last one saying, "I wish we could be happy again"
i need to be happy again.

I cried wondering what would happen if I asked you to give you forgetting me
cause I can't be forced to forget you.

"He made you sad Tara why do you keep doing this, nothing good comes from that kid."
"Obviously you've never been in love before."

You're tongue used to cover and strangle my hot body
cold lies seeped into my skin making me feel better.

I was hidden from everything but you knew the world.

I'm suppose to not care, I'm suppose to be turning over and letting go.
I did but I relapsed again.

If I just had five minutes to talk to you
about anything
I could be fixed for a while.