The Real Reason

Practice my patience I keep pacing Eyes on my phone What you saying I made too much mistakes Tryna get back what we had It's way too late And I see I held you back too long I should've gave More effort on us And maybe less on my games Yet I'm in this storm Because of my make It's way to late To right all of my wrongs Excuses always came my way Was confused on why you never shown See why waste Time on someone who ain't going to show the love they say Practice my patience I keep pacing Eyes on my phone What you saying I can't get passed my guilt So I've written you Boutta thousands letters How I really blew Every moment with Even without you How I miss you daily Though I know we through Sad truth Wish you well beyond you know Cause all the times you got me Through