i might be okay but i’m not fine at all

i drink straight from the wine bottle now
i didn’t used to but
i still cry when i drive home
the loneliness hits and i don’t want to be alone

juan has told me i show too much expression on my face
and it’s true because no matter where i go
everyone can tell that i’m in love with you
i don’t know how to hide it
i already tried it

i can’t accept that you miss me
your tears aren’t real
you don’t feel what i feel
the sentiment is fake
i can see in your eyes that you don’t relate

so i’ll suck it up and try to forget
i’ve done all i can, nothing to regret
try to drink less and maybe in time
i will wake up and discover that without you i am just fine.