sorry its been so long...
my heart is on my sleeve
wear it like a bruise or blackeye
my badge, my witness
that means i believed
every single lie you said
so many words tied up inside me. a jumble of phrases and questions built up over this span of time. no where to say them, no time in our lives. enemies went out the door, yet still the awkward walking-by's. everything had been resolved, inside of me. yet in only a few day, you made it pour out of me. composure is fallacy, so here is the truth...what exactly happened between me and you?