(no subject)
Oh I hate this.
And you
And me
And us.
I used to know things.
But lately I feel as if I don't.
We were wrong.
She didn't live forever.
She is gone.
I am gone.
We are gone.
As for tomorrow-
it will be the same.
You and I
two different lives.
And that girl won't soften
she'll remain stone.
And one day
She will break
and you will break.
You'll be broken
Until you're gone.