It tears me up
I've tried to hold on but it hurts too much
It's like chasing the very last train
when it's too late, it's too late
You cant play my broken strings
You cant feel anything
That your heart dont want to feel
How can i give more?

It dont matter. Like i said, i should start getting used to it.
It's not so much about you doing what you do every night.
but it's more of me staying there till you do.

It dont feel good man. not one bit

When i'm the one who thinks of things to say, stories to read and ways to make you smile. And then you slip away.
Makes me feel like such a loser.



you hate army. i hate school.

but at the end of the day. could you forget your stuff and just... just try to make me feel better maybe?
You've got your friends in there. All I've got is my work.




Just so you know.

Just me (eLiz)