Mar 05, 2003 13:47
i swear to god i'm sorry, but i can't look you in the face. there's no excuses now, it's just things about myself. i think i need to breathe, but it doesn't come so easily. i'm holding my breath to hear you speak. your words sound like whispers in my ears and you tear me down so beautifully. how quiet can you get? i started writing you a letter saying "i've tried all the methods to hid my imperfections, but everyone still knows." i wanted to tell you you're more precious than music, but more fleeting than fall, but i didn't want to hurt you, it's so over now and sometimes you seem like you just don't care. please tell me i'm not beautiful because everyone is to you. these words should tear like bullets and i hope that i don't miss. you can't justify your actions when they're so easily dismissed. i'll set this place on fire and burn the air we breathe.
xo//edwinjames.
sometimes, we just accept the abuse.