Feb 20, 2011 12:41
I once held hope for you
when words falling from your lips still met something
when a life with you met more than alife without
and when they ask
I'll admit my faults
I'd embrace my mistakes every night in my bed
if only you were ever there
latenights wander through my mind
tring to relive times I had convinced myself I was happy
one day, at the end of a rope or the edge of a knife
I'll admit life just wasn't ment for me