The short story of the song!

I used to think one day we’d tell the story of us,how we me and people would say they’re the lucky ones.

I used to know my place was a spot next to you,Now I’m searching the room for an empty seat cause lately I don’t even know what page you’re on.

A  simple complication,Miscommunications lead to fallout,so many things that I wish you knew and so many things that I wish you knew.Now I’m standing alone in a crowded room and we’re not speaking and I’m dyin’ to know Is it killing you .Like it’s killing me? Yeah. I don’t know what to say since a twist of fate, when it all broke down and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

Next chapter

See me nervously pulling at my clothes and trying to look busy and you’re doing your best to avoid me.I’m starting to think one day I’ll tell the story of us of how I was losing my mind when I saw you here.

But you held your pride like you should have held me, Oh! I’m scared to see the ending why are we pretending this is nothing I’d tell you I miss you but I don’t know how I’ve never heard silence quite this loud.

So many things you want me to know

But the story of us might be ending soon