...so once again on the broken road
so once again im single and once again im trveling a broken road.
a road full of potholes, jagged edges and unpredictable turns.
i felt that she was the one....but i guess it has to be felt on the other end i guess.
i honestly want to say i want to quit.but i dont think i will. im not that much of a quitter. im afraid of the whole relationship feild though. its a risky game of catch.
its like palyin around with a live hand grenade. you toss it back and forth hoping that it wont blow up in your hands. well everytime im the one the grenade decides it wants to blow up in. but as i travel down this broken im starting to develop a sort of defense around my heart. its gonna be a little harder for someone else to get in. i have to remeber the pain....it might save me next time.
a road full of potholes, jagged edges and unpredictable turns.
i felt that she was the one....but i guess it has to be felt on the other end i guess.
i honestly want to say i want to quit.but i dont think i will. im not that much of a quitter. im afraid of the whole relationship feild though. its a risky game of catch.
its like palyin around with a live hand grenade. you toss it back and forth hoping that it wont blow up in your hands. well everytime im the one the grenade decides it wants to blow up in. but as i travel down this broken im starting to develop a sort of defense around my heart. its gonna be a little harder for someone else to get in. i have to remeber the pain....it might save me next time.