Splitting words with my teeth, I'm making my peace and making up my mind about where I want to be.
I'm stuck in-between two points that should never even be crossing my mind.
I tell myself, "it's fine to feel this way" because the feelings won't stay.
So I'll remind myself tomorrow what I felt today.
But you won't be here, and I'll never be the one you need.
I'm not part of your plans, and you can't tell that I like you.
I didn't understand, but I never really tried to.