Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Words, How Little They Mean When Youre A Little Too Late.






Okay, 
So Maybe Letting Go Was Best For Us Both. 
This Weekend You're Going To Be Close To Me Again.
 My Heart says,
 " Go see him."
 My Mind Says,
"Nope, Not Again." 
So, I Guess This Time Around It's NOT Going To Be Me Who Gets Hurt. 
I Should Have Known From The Start That You Would Leave Me Like This. 


"And The Saddest Fear Comes Creeping In. That You Never Loved Me, Or Her, Or Anyone Or Anything." 






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