Tight Grip

Let's keep things real casual,
real cool like.
Let's keep things up in the air,
floating with the clouds.
Let's keep things between you and me,
on the low - no one really needs to see,
how our love, oops
I mean friendship, aquaintance-ship, could be.
Let's keep things real loose,
loose enough to lose...
me.
But it doesn't really matter because you can't misplace what you never had.
You can't claim reparations for what you never lost.
There's no losing me, because I was never yours...
Goodbye, Oh wait, nevermind.