"Reason Why"

4:07 PM

by: Rachael Yamagata

I think about how it might have been
We'd spend out days travelin'
It's not that I don't understand you
It's not that I don't want to be with you
But you only wanted me
The way you wanted me

So, I will head out alone and hope for the best
And we can hang out heads down
As we skip the goodbyes
And you can tell the world what you want them to hear
I've got nothing left to lose, my dear
So, I'm up for the little white lies
But you and I know the reason why
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there

I'll buy a magazine searching for your face
From coast to coast, or whatever I find my place
I'll track you on the radios, and
I'll sign your list in a different name
But as close as I come to you
It's not the same

So, I will head out alone and hope for the best
We can pat ourselves on the back
As say that we tried
And if one of us makes it big
We can spill our regrets
And talk about how the love never dies
But you and I know the reason why
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there

So, steal the show, and do your best
To cover the tracks that I have left
I wish you well and hope you find
Whatever you're looking for
The way I might've changed my mind,
But you only showed my the door

So, I will head out alone and hope for the best
We can pat ourselves on the back
And say that we tried
And if one of us makes it big
We can spill our regrets
And talk about how the love never dies
But you and I, you and I know the reason why


I believe that good friends are never in large enough supply and we can't afford to lose them. That is why even when I never thought I'd be writing about this again, but the need to explain myself in a space that is totally mine is great without anyone nagging about my ME syndrome.

In every relationship, I try my bestest to give it all that I got so if ever it ends (it always does) I come away with no regrets.

I had faith, though -for the most part, anyway. However, there were certainly a number of days when my faith was overshadowed by the heavy hand of reality.

That was in the beginning.

Then, of course, there’s now.

My positivism in this area of oddity is ingrating to my usual depressive state. I can't help it as in my mind it's plain and simple.

The past has passed and we must move forward.

If we are still comfortable -bordering to happy- talking to each other even when we throw innuendos of what might have beens, we should be friends. I don't see any problem or maybe I am just blinded by that eternal ray of sunshine.

What to do yani.

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