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Monday, November 22, 2010, 9:50 AM
I’m a mess, that's the best way to describe it.Having no time to myself is the only way I can fight it. When I'm alone, it's like I'm staring into a mirror. Don't know the person inside it and that's never been any clearer. If you had to do over would you do it over again? Cause I would, this meant something more to me. There's a hole in my heart where you used to be. I still wish you the best of luck, baby. And don't go thinking this was a waste of time. I couldn't forget you even if I tried. You killed what was left of the good in me. I'm tired so let me be broken. Look down at the mess that's in front of me. No other words need be spoken and I've got nobody else to blame though I tried keeping all of our past mistakes held inside. I’ll live with regret for my whole life. I confess that I brought this all on myself. Condemned to suffer alone, like there's nobody else. When you're gone, it's like a whole part of me is missing. So I'll just keep living the lie and hope that you're listening. I tried to make us a life here but our foundation was built on sand. No time to run until the damage was done and I’ve never had the upper hand. All the things you love are all the things I hate. How did we get here in the first place? I play it cool but it's hard. It is slowly burning inside of me. There can't be anymore progress, I know our fate. The only thing that can heal this is time and space. |