Oct 17, 2007 03:47
it seems like every other month is an "i hate this time of the year" period.
im pretty much the grim reaper lately. witnessed more death than id like to ever have to.
im not sure if im okay with that.
im not sure i can go through this again. before, i didnt mind being the person who was there for people when they were down. being the strong one. the responsible, unaffected one. i just, dont want to have to do that all the time. but i have no choice when it comes to the ones i love i guess. and its about that time of the year, again, to tear open unhealed wounds.
come up to meet you. tell you im sorry. you dont know how lovely you are.
i had to find you. tell you i need you. tell you i set you apart.
tell me your secrets. ask me your questions. oh lets go back to the start.
tell me you love me. come back and haunt me.