May 02, 2004 11:03
"obviously saying "i told you so" just doesn't cut it for him"
i'm done with you. drown all you want - i'm not coming in to get you this time. my clothes have been wet and heavy before and i'm not eager to feel that way again. i tried my hardest and now you're just working me, digging for pitty and sympathy. now how am i supposed to feel? i'll pretend she's not there until everything she does to you keeps me hanging on with my fingernails.
until these tightened strides will march in time again, i don't know where i will go. i don't know if i will cut through. i don't know if my heart will beat with you guiding me - winding up ... leading me ... winding up to explode.