Silk sheets and neon lights

everything about you just seems so right,

I can't deny the way I feel,

since this is the first time it's felt real,

can't look away,

your eyes are where my gaze will stay.

Our love was such a maze,

and I thought we'd be lost in it forever

but it turns out there's only one of us

who was able to recover,

I ran into a dead end

and this time you weren't there to save me

you don't even hug me the same

and I wish all our memories In my head would stop racing.

I guess like an old tree, our love was decayed

I just didn't know until we were being cut down,

You're too good for someone like me

and I've known that since day one.

but

is it selfish to still want to be yours,

so I don't have to feel guilty about not moving on?