Burying Cupid

We were in the wrong place at the wrong time
Clutching onto false hope,
There was never a real chance for you to be mine.

So I bid goodnight to good nights
And to sweet dreams.
I've started allowing the bed bugs to bite me
Since our goodnight has become a permanent goodbye

I was so tired of being unable sleep
There were too many secrets to keep
Strangling you, yet I was still suffocating
I feared too much that we were always nothing...
I would've been worse off if we had been dating.

I still think about your nice hands...
They never really held mine though
They just held your phone
We never had a chance to get really close.

Getting to know you...
Well it's a wash
You've become a ghost
It's a loss.

Although I'm lonely,
I can't do it again
I need to make real friends
And I need to learn how to be content
With what I have.