white widow.
The first time I drove home from your house, it was around this time and I felt on top of the world. What possibly went wrong? My emotions caught up to me, I got to me. You got to me. Today I was the only car on my favorite road in south jersey. It's my favorite road particularly for that reason. I'm always the only one. I wanted to cry for you, for me, for us. I couldn't. I even put on the saddest song. I couldn't try to feel if I wanted to. Comfortably numb? yes. I'm finally realizing what that means. How it feels. I've became the exact same person he once told me I'd become without him. I let him create this monster. I didn't put emotions aside and for once I'm the one doing all the hurting. I really hope I didn't screw up this time by going against my word. I'm alot smarter then that, I know I am. I swear that will be the last time we share something together, I'm no where near ready. Play with dogs, ya get flees. Go out trying to forget, you end up with the same shitty niggas.
It all makes so much sense, why can't I stop?
It all makes so much sense, why can't I stop?