Funny times

Our love is dying
Your mind is made up
My heart is open
How funny the coincidences
She was waiting
For you to get out the picture
He was waiting for me to mess up

Now we got others
To fill the gap
Where do we stand
You can't be my friend
It breaks my heart
I can be happy for you
You can't be for me

Should I stand and wait
Looking like a sad puppy
On a leash
Or should I enjoy her warm embrace
Why can't I have my cake
Why can't I be with her
And Stay in the loop with you

Why must you turn so cold
To my loving hand
Don't sleep in my bed
Don't kiss me in the morning
But Skype me in the months
Ask if I found real love
While I ask about your mandarin

I've started practicing my violin
Just to play with you
Now no fun duets
Only sad solo songs
That I'll play for her
Your practicing with them
I'm working on me with her
Turn my love down
But never my hand

Reconsider you harsh words
Think over your stone cold
The good must out weigh the bad
All the fun times we had
Our conversations must of been good
Do all good things have to come to an end
The power is in your hand
Will you push me to the side
Like a red headed step child
Or will you agree to work with me
As I grow with her
Trying to not make the same
Mistakes I made with you