I think I wanna text you
But I don’t know what I would say
I know that I’ve told my friends about forgetting you
But half of me still hope for you
If only you draw a clear line between us
I wouldn’t think of you like this
It’s funny how I think about you
When you probably think me as a passerby
I can’t say it’s easy to forget you
But every second passes
You’re leaving me little by little
