i half step. and act sooo done & thru with it all & gone.
then i creep back to where i was.
i feel like im happy there. even tho it hurts sometimes. reallly bad tho times too.
then those times i hurt. it just feel likes stabbing the same wound after it started to heal.
re-tattooing a tattoo that hasn't healed yet.
painting over a nail that's not dry.
downloading that one song that hasn't left your head in weeks only to find out the it only downloaded half the song...
yea....thats how i feel.
but i keep picking up the phone.
i keep visiting.
i keep talking.
i keep letting him make me smile.
and i feel like maybe. maybe this time it'll be okay.
granted we've only broken up twice.
goddamn im confused as hell.
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