The words, found only in ashes...
Some day I’ll be able to run away from all this shit, one day I’ll be able to spread my wings and fly far away from all the harsh memories and say goodbye to the ones that have hurt me so much, some day I’ll be able to... someday..." I should’ve said something but I've said enough, by the way my words are fading, I’d rather waste some time with you... I should’ve done something but I’ve done enough, by the way your hands are shaking I’d rather waste some time with you....” I don’t understand anymore, but all I can see now is that it was much better this way, and now I’ve finally learned the hard way in more ways than just one... I want to look to the bright things. But now that the storm has passed, I guess it's left me blind and wanting to go back to the warmth of the adrenaline you get from dodging thunderclouds. And it seems like I wouldn’t care how many scars I’ll accumulate... but the last blow struck me at my head and I’ve seen the stupidity that I’ve done... I see how toying with such words can be dangerous and I’ve learned my lesson. Those three words are said too much and mean too much to waste... next time I’ll just keep it simple, no more complicated shit, no more jealousy.... no more "yours forever" because that's actually a promise no one can fulfill... anyways... bye me... it was nice knowing you... now all that's left to do is cherish these last precious days and savor the taste of the old me... and close my eyes and say the long awaited "good-bye’s. It's October 19th now... that gives me around 12 more days... 12 short days and that's it... and still I persist... it's too late now and I’m so close to what I need right now. Just a few moments of extremely agonizing pain and that's it... c'mon Tim. I know you can do it... I hope you can... for your sake… and hers...