Nothing will hurt me
Nothing at all, but myself
I am slowly destroying myself
And if I could speak to her
My sweetheart, my darling
It would all be better for a little
Yet it's funny how someone can break your heart
and you still love them
with those little pieces.
i was given a definite answer, after quite awhile of struggling, being stranded in between the two possibilities. but yes, the wait was painful and the result is worse. i can't believe i allowed myself to go through this, and i am not in any bit anticipating the course before me, because i know the bridge is going to be so hard to mend. how? what do i do?