What Was I?

What were you to me?
Would you believe
You were everything?

Did you see this coming?
Holding me and pretending
We’d wake up together
If we refused to let go…

But we let go
And now I don’t know
What I was to you…

What was I to you?
A good excuse?
Someone you could tell everything to…

I saw this coming.
Holding you, I was pretending
We’d wake up together
If you refused to let go…

But you let go,
and somehow, I still don’t know
what I was to you…

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