through the jagged angle hallway i return.
lie these aching limbs upon which i rely to rest.
the pressure is rising. forcing. invading where it should not.
quite distracting of my thoughts.
i never want to live a day, without telling them they are loved.
ill never waste myself for another.
sometimes i cant help but wonder if she was right.
what she said about love.
you always say please. almost begging for a yes.
you will continue to drift in and out.
there will be a reason you are still around.
thats total shit.
i might be becoming that girl...
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