good intentions: meaningless
well,
i guess when one thing falls apart, its only a matter of time before everything else does too. lesson of the year. we built it all on nothing, we worked in vain and all we have to show for it are the scars beneath our skin. love was all we knew? no, love was a game we played- and love wasn't enough. (and you got tired. [and you have the nerve to blame the wind.]) and now to fix THIS, i don't know if anything could even begin to graze the surface of enough, or even at all. and you won't care, because you left caring behind when you left the rest, and you left it all for me. quite the parting gift.
trust is something to learn all over again. and to think you even told me you were a liar...i'd call you one to your face if i could get my heart to beat enough to form the words.
failure is real.
i don't know what is worth anything anymore. whatever i decide, it will prove me wrong in a matter of months.
i need to get out of here.
i guess when one thing falls apart, its only a matter of time before everything else does too. lesson of the year. we built it all on nothing, we worked in vain and all we have to show for it are the scars beneath our skin. love was all we knew? no, love was a game we played- and love wasn't enough. (and you got tired. [and you have the nerve to blame the wind.]) and now to fix THIS, i don't know if anything could even begin to graze the surface of enough, or even at all. and you won't care, because you left caring behind when you left the rest, and you left it all for me. quite the parting gift.
trust is something to learn all over again. and to think you even told me you were a liar...i'd call you one to your face if i could get my heart to beat enough to form the words.
failure is real.
i don't know what is worth anything anymore. whatever i decide, it will prove me wrong in a matter of months.
i need to get out of here.