I got a new job where I sit at a desk and pretend I'm not a mess.
I smile at strangers and ignore my phone because im all alone.
I wrote some hurtful words and I regret too much yet I still think of you as a clutch.
your smile is still my favorite your laugh still echos in my mind and next time I'll try to savor it and I promise to be kind.
I'm exhausted from pretending to be unaffected. I'm tried of pretending that I'm happier without you.
So come home when you can and call me when you can't. But know I'll always love you even if you're not my man.