Monday, April 27, 2009

Truth is, the person that you love most is the person that will hurt you most. I keep tripping and I doubt in getting up again. As said before, I'm just too numbed by everything. Too weak to even cry a tear. Not even knowing how am I suppose to react. All this seems so precipitous. Once, I was over the moon. Now, here I am lying restless. But I'm certain, there's no turning back again. Not anymore.
Go ahead just leave, can't hold you, you're free
You take all these things, if they mean so much to you
I gave you your dream, cause you meant the world
So did I deserve to be left here hurt
You think I don't know, you're out of control