The Way I Loved You

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Everything's cool,.It's all gonna be okay..And I know maybe I'll even laugh about it someday, but not today, no.'Cause I don't feel so good, I'm tangled up inside. My heart is on my sleeve. Tomorrow is a mystery to me.

And it might be wonderful, it might be magical, it might be everything I've waited for, a miracle.
But even if I fall in love again with someone new, it could never be the way I loved you.






Letting you go, is making me feel so cold and I've been trying to make believe it doesn't hurt. But that makes it worse..See I'm a wreck inside, my tongue is tied, and my whole body feels so weak. The future may be all I really need..


Like a first love, my one and only true love, wasn't it written all over my face?
I loved you like you loved me, like something pure and holy, like something that could never be replaced.

And it was wonderful, it was magical, it was everything I've waited for, a miracle.
And if I should ever fall in love again with someone new.., it could never be the way,
No it will never be the way
I loved you...


I can't talk to you anymore, it's not that I am mad at you, it's just that when I talk to you I realize how much I love you and when I realize how much I love you, I realize I can't have you and that makes me love you even more.

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