fuck.

i dont want to be involved anymore.
not just with you, but with anyone.
its too dangerous.
if i let you become my everything,
then it will be a repeat of this summer.
and, if that happens, then i may not be here anymore.
that fucked me up so much.
though, i dont understand why he cares so much,.
about people seeing us and judging.
people do that all the time, why would it matter?
i know i hurt you, damn i hurt myself too,
but if we cant fix this, then theres going to be alot of hurt
here for the rest of my fucking life.
why cant you see that im still dying?
or can you, and you just ignore it- because if you care,
then people will think less of you.
this is your downfall. or more so, my own.
because, in actuality, youre perfect.
its just those who are imperfect that are holding you back.
and for that, im sorry.
who am i trying to fool?
we had our run. and now, youre running on.
but, im still here babe.
still waiting for you to come back and get me.
but, youre not coming back.
and because of that, its impossible for me to move.