Alone again in my bed....
Sometimes when I have no one to talk to this is what comes to mind. Usually, I just don't bother but tonight is different. Tonight it all fell down, again.
I've found when I give up my heart I give up such a big piece of myself that when that falls apart I'm left uncomfortable.
I'm so tired of 'it's not you, it's me.'
I'm so tired of empty promises.
I'm so tired of disappointment.
But mostly, I'm so tired of believing it.
I've found when I give up my heart I give up such a big piece of myself that when that falls apart I'm left uncomfortable.
I'm so tired of 'it's not you, it's me.'
I'm so tired of empty promises.
I'm so tired of disappointment.
But mostly, I'm so tired of believing it.