what a shame she’s fucked in her head

Because I dropped your hand while dancing
Left you out there standing
Crestfallen on the landing
My picture in your wallet
Your heart was glass, I dropped it
Champagne problems

Does it ever cross your mind when it all went wrong? is it when the silence rang so loud it became unbearable or when the peaceful nights turned into an endless maze of nightmares?
Is it when you lied in front of your families for the sake of their image of me or when you told your friends about your concern for the path we walk through?

How do we go from a pair of close friends to two strangers separated by a burning bridge? A once we thought was a solid bridge that we made by the recollection of memories and times we have spent together as we get older. The same bridge that we built from years of attempts to meet halfway despite the misunderstanding and misfortune.

But then again, why did I have to break what I love so much?
Why did I put you on an island filled with silence, knowing I was still stuck inside the sandcastle? Not knowing whether to let the waves tear it down or build up a stronger layer of the wall.

My nights went by filled with another toss and turn in bed. I sat down with silence long enough to befriend the ringing chaos inside my head. The immense wave of thoughts came as an old friend and greeted me with thousands of doubts and twisted scenarios of what-ifs. The demon’s whisper repeats itself like a broken record,

If one thing had been different, would everything be better?

Will there still be my picture in your wallet?
Will there ever be us walking down the empty street across our old school? Waiting for the bus to take us to a different route.
Or would everything would be better?

and you’ll find the real thing instead, she’ll patch up your tapestry that I shred

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Inspired by: Champagne Problems – Taylor Swift