Love's Tragedy
i take it all too seriously. or do i? it seems like im a fucking yoyo these days being thrown around back and forth. words shouldnt mean this much to me. but these words, these SIMPLE words, they change all of my thoughts. i think im over it all and something is done and changes it all. why cant i ever be over it? I'm love's tragedy. Everytime anything close to love comes my way, its destructed and replaced by pain, confusion, and a big gap in my heart. The angel of loneliness seems to like my company, i can't get out from under its wing. My own wings are broken, i cant fly away, they have been ripped to shreds by this thing called....well what is it called? i dont even know what to call it. what was it? what is it? whatever it was, it isnt now, and thats what i miss most, what it IS now, is something great, but not great enough. my standards are just too high, its not my choice, it just hurts to let them go. i cant let go. i need to let this go.
BLAH.
BLAH.