but i'd of had to miss..the dance.
how could i have known that you'd ever say goodbye?
and now i'm glad i didn't know
the way it all would end
the way it all would go
our lives are better left to chance
i could have missed the pain
but i'd of have to miss the dance
i think when you start to trust someone you trust that if you fall they will pick you up.
when they do it repeatly you begin to trust them, but that one time they let you fall is the most devestating thing ever. i hate myself for trusting that he would pick me up, now i'm left depending on myself to pick myself back up. and i'll be the first to admit, i wouldn't have done anything different. i know what i had, and it was amazing. but i've been 16 before, and nothing compares to that feeling. maybe i was foolish enough to think that i'd have it again, maybe i tried too hard, maybe i didn't try hard enough but i convinced myself i did....i just know now that the feeling of not being able to know he'll catch me is horrible.
text messages that say ' i did it again =(' are never comforting. but look at it this way, he knows he did something wrong. he knows he fucked up. and if that can make you feel a little better then let it. if it doesn't, and it just makes you feel worse, and even more let down, then run with that feeling.
i really hate to let this moment go. it hurts more then i could have imagined. when something feels this perfect and this genuine even though it's synthetic, it's hard to let go. wouldn't i want this forever? i can't even remember before him. that's the kind of love i love. that's the kind of feeling i remember even years after their gone. when your up this high, it's such a long fall down to the ground. and that person that has been catching you for months? their gone. that's the hardest part. how do you explain to someone you need them so much? how do you make them understand when you can't show them?
i don't who i am without you
all i know is that i should
i don't know if i can stand another hand upon you
all i know is that i should
cause she will love you more then i could
she who dares to stand where i stood
and now i'm glad i didn't know
the way it all would end
the way it all would go
our lives are better left to chance
i could have missed the pain
but i'd of have to miss the dance
i think when you start to trust someone you trust that if you fall they will pick you up.
when they do it repeatly you begin to trust them, but that one time they let you fall is the most devestating thing ever. i hate myself for trusting that he would pick me up, now i'm left depending on myself to pick myself back up. and i'll be the first to admit, i wouldn't have done anything different. i know what i had, and it was amazing. but i've been 16 before, and nothing compares to that feeling. maybe i was foolish enough to think that i'd have it again, maybe i tried too hard, maybe i didn't try hard enough but i convinced myself i did....i just know now that the feeling of not being able to know he'll catch me is horrible.
text messages that say ' i did it again =(' are never comforting. but look at it this way, he knows he did something wrong. he knows he fucked up. and if that can make you feel a little better then let it. if it doesn't, and it just makes you feel worse, and even more let down, then run with that feeling.
i really hate to let this moment go. it hurts more then i could have imagined. when something feels this perfect and this genuine even though it's synthetic, it's hard to let go. wouldn't i want this forever? i can't even remember before him. that's the kind of love i love. that's the kind of feeling i remember even years after their gone. when your up this high, it's such a long fall down to the ground. and that person that has been catching you for months? their gone. that's the hardest part. how do you explain to someone you need them so much? how do you make them understand when you can't show them?
i don't who i am without you
all i know is that i should
i don't know if i can stand another hand upon you
all i know is that i should
cause she will love you more then i could
she who dares to stand where i stood