Less Of Me

Shit, been hard to admit

Them days of me and you

Been glued to my memory

Remember when you wasn’t just a friend to me

Matter fact heard through the grapevine ya mind sees me as enemy

That feeling ain’t mutual it’s crucial you know I still care the fuck for you heavily

Think bout them nights I stayed up cuz you said “don’t stop texting me”

So I’d proceed my need to feed you words you deserved to have heard

you exceed the term heavenly

But now the silence from me to you is at volume that’s deafening

Staring at my ceiling peeling back layers I’m stuck here questioning why I acted so recklessly

Fucked up somethin so good

When I could’ve still had you next to me

Now this version of me is less of me