Aug 23, 2004 21:11
Rode home in silence,
Never felt so out of place,
Turn the radio up,
Pretend we're alone in this space.
I could feel the tension burning,
Tingling and taunting my skin,
I wanted to say something comforting,
But I didn't know where to begin.
I'll take all your suffering,
Direct it towards myself,
Just so you can feel better,
I'll put myself through hell.
Don't worry about hurting me,
Don't worry about how I feel,
As long as I know this is what you want,
Eventually I'll start to heal.
I could tell myself I hate you,
But I'll know that it's a lie,
So go home and get some sleep,
Because I promise, this isn't goodbye.