our love will last til we die.

[ourdemise]

piece by piece, i can feel it slipping away. i can feel her slipping away. i can feel you slipping away (and me pulling away). i have to get out of here before it's too late to say goodbye. and i have to get out of there before its too late to salvage my dignity.

it's not getting better because i'm not doing anything about it.
to be honest, it's because i am scared of e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g.