neither you or i know anything
it's so hard to have to sit and watch someone you care so much about hurt constantly. it's hard to have to see, knowing that you would do anything to take the hurt away, but can't. it's hard to have to keep silent because of your insecurities. it's hard to let something that you want slip away because you don't know how to stop it. i think "it hurts" would be more appropriate than "it's hard". whatever. nothing will change. i am not the kind of person that says anything if there is doubt. and he won't anything, either. will i be good enough? no.
it's funny; there's one that would die for me and says he needs me to live, and then there is one that is oblivious to anything more than friendship because i won't say anything. and i wonder which path i should take. i knew i wouldn't learn.
it's funny; there's one that would die for me and says he needs me to live, and then there is one that is oblivious to anything more than friendship because i won't say anything. and i wonder which path i should take. i knew i wouldn't learn.