I should've written you in pencil,

So I could erase all of my problems.

But you wrote on me in sharpie,

Your name is in my heartbeat,

And now I'm attached,

But I don't want to be.

I should set myself free.

But you yell at me,

Then you just hold on to me.

Like I promised it,

I never promised anything.

Neither did you.

You never promised to be a good friend,

So I can't accuse you of anything.

But I can walk away.

Remember: I didn't promise to stay.