As I sit alone in this cold hall, Waiting for you to come back. I can’t help but think of all the times When our kind words did seem to lack. When you told me that you loved me, I loved to think that it was real. But now I have to wonder, Whether love was what we could feel. Why do I wait for you here? Sitting, not standing tall. I know that I need you the most Yet you seem to not need me at all. I wish if I could tell you What it is that’s on my mind. But when I see you in front of me The right words I can’t seem to find. I wish if I hadn’t done it Broken up with you without any thought But all I can say is that I am sorry My judgment being constantly fought. I want us to be together, And happy like we used to be. But now it seems that won’t happen From your love, I will never be free. I wish if I only knew, What it is that you want from me? I love you so much and I want you to k now, That beside you is where I want to be. I hate the way things are between us And feeling melancholy. I hate a lot of things that are happening But most of all I hate me.