Saturday, September 01, 2007
to the place where broken promises are left;
"all i want to do is to be there for you"
you did say that, or was i mistaken.
i deleted everything. (read: EVERYTHING)
yet, i still haven't gotten over it.
don't ask me to be like you,
i'm different.
don't tell me to quicken anything,
i'm too slow.
oh baby,
don't tell me to forget about it.
you jolly well know i can't.
its not that i don't want to,
its that i can't.
those memories are haunting me,
and you; you're continuing your life as it is.
maybe i should too.
if you don't give two hoots about it, why should i?
wasting time and tears for something that isn't right.
my friends tried telling me,
and now i'm heeding what they said.
who knows? i could do better.
your promises are now resting in peace, at the grave.
didn't i lay my cards?
why didn't i read the fine print that goes along with it?
instead, i got smitten too easily.
and with this,
i end everything there is.
you're still the first person i said iLoveyou too, eventhough you weren't the first bf
i got more self-worth than you would ever wish to have,
and it starts now.
The day I thought I`d never get through,
