You can't really shake off the thoughts.
Its that time between: insomnia and midnight.
Pull your hair, bite your tear stained pillowcase.
In those moments- I don't know me.
For awhile - I can't speak. I cant think. I don't know if I'm, even breathing.
The pain you swear, is your heart disappearing- piece by piece.
In your eyes, reflection, of the mirror: Nothing
And sometimes you hate: loving him so much.
Now its- Hold on? Be strong? Or let him go..?
Suddenly, time is sand through a giant sieve.
You hear them say, "let life happen" "you never know"
"Be positive" is the salt in your open wounds.
"He won't be too far away" -and I'm still scared its too far.
I knew that one day, he'd be laughing,
and not with me anymore..
That'd he'd be chatting it up with other girls.
And I know he might get that feeling..