we're biting the hand..

Sometimes I wonder just what did happen to us..
because honestly it seems impossible that a boy could cause so much damage.
It's like there was a disease in our bone marrow,. Waiting out the day when something would prick it with a needle and we'd all just turn to dust..
but that's a little melodramatic.
And the truth is the way you've changed and the way i've changed are beginning to clash.
So was it just the turning point? Where we both had a fork in our roads and somehow.. for the first time in a long time.. went opposite ways?

Is it wrong for me to bite my tongue when your happy? Because I despise the means?
Is it wrong of you to become hypocritical? On the pretense of assumed judgement?
It is wrong that I'm curling my nerves into knots that rub you up the wrong way? That my heart is beating at a tempo that's two octaves higher and three notes off pleasing you? That my breathing turns the mist, turns to condensation, that you wipe away.. like each breath I take never existed..
not worth a second glance or maybe a small finger to draw a smile in.. remember how we used to?
maybe...

all I know is that it hurts.

When our songs play and it's just my lonely voice in the night.. I never had harmony without yours to guide me. When I hover on "send" with your contemptment leaking from my heart.. when I pray and all I can ever ask for is my best friend, "lord I know she's right here but i've lost her lord I just need her back. Please." When i'm on my knees and dialling your number, just to hang up and moan.. burry my head tell myself I'm fine.
Because you're never there to tell me yourself these days.
and I don't know where you've gone...