Turning myself against all your friends. I try to feign interest - but I just can't pretend. We go out at night. At least you do - I decline (most of the time). And you can't understand why... Well it feels like I'm watching you from the other side of this life. I'm letting you slip away :(Well it feels like I'm watching you from the other side of this life. I'm letting you slip away :) You mutter on about another scuppered opportunity to hold hands in public. Well I have to say. I really don't understand. What's your problem? Placing immediate importance on social media performance. Am I expected to post that I love your beans on toast the most? I don't! I'm tired of making promises that I will never keep. In a battle of empty sentiments, I beat a hasty retreat. There was a kindness in your heart. There was a wisdom to impart. Now by and large you're in charge. And you're pulling everything apart. Getting it all wrong time and time again. I long to inspect, to correct, to ammend for the next time. Then again... I put my foot in my mouth. I never seem to sort it out. Now we're both looking for a way out.