i have a lot to say
and no time to say all of it i guess.
It's what I feel at least...
My heart is mending slowly. my heart is trying to find what is true... It's hard to know for certain when I don't know for certain who I am or who i want to be...
My heart is mending...and it does hurt just as bad closing as it felt being ripped apart.
Will i ever feel whole again? I know that it is me who has to feel it, make or let it be whole. It's not something i can just fill in with another...
Am i doing that? What am I doing, but wasting time...
A rock and a hard place. A broken heart. A winter. And a girl.
Where will she stand next spring?
It's what I feel at least...
My heart is mending slowly. my heart is trying to find what is true... It's hard to know for certain when I don't know for certain who I am or who i want to be...
My heart is mending...and it does hurt just as bad closing as it felt being ripped apart.
Will i ever feel whole again? I know that it is me who has to feel it, make or let it be whole. It's not something i can just fill in with another...
Am i doing that? What am I doing, but wasting time...
A rock and a hard place. A broken heart. A winter. And a girl.
Where will she stand next spring?