I wish you told me, that every time my world is crashing down
I push you away.

I'm selfish,
too much to handle.
If I'm not everything you dreamed,
Would you still want me?

You still love me,
yet I haven't been that girl.
Maybe it's time for me to figure out what went wrong.
Perhaps we just need space.

Every time I'm on a wave,
or a bumpy road
I push you away
because I can't handle my own.

I'm selfish,
too much to handle.

I still wish you told me.
I was too blind to see, completely wrapped up in myself.

I think I knew a bit.
But, being selfish got the best of me.
and broke your heart into pieces,
every time you had to step back.

Take a step back. And another.
This is what I make you do.

Forgive me.