show a new man your old smile.
Sometimes i wonder, if i had the chance to go back and change things, if it meant that this hole in my body would be me again...would i change what door i walked out of?
You cant ever find out if you would be happier, this is who you are, this is where you live, and this is the hole that will only fill with time. I just want to know this though, if home is where the heart is, why are we all looking for the door.
We are still the same people, these are the same hands that held onto the person who made you leave. these are the same lips you used to kiss them with, the same ones that told the airline where you wanted them to fly you. This is the same smile, and it will still be a lie.
We all die in different ways, sometimes we come back to life, only to live like we're dead, like we never knew how it felt to be at the bottom of ourselves, and how we would do anything to get the "old days" back. These are "the old days," it just deppends on if you look into the future and see yourself wishing it was like now....because in the future, you'll be every more fucked up and even more beside yourself than you are now.
But i still love, and i still hope...maybe you just dont see it.