Alive out of habit

I know I should forget you, but I really don't want to.

It hurts to know what you hide under your sleeves.

And for once, when I think of "him" I'm not thinking of you.

I'm falling appart, i'm slipping away, and you don't even care enough to notice.

I need you to know, that I'm not through the night. Some days I'm still fighting to walk towards the light.

These secrets are walls that keep us alone.

Are you strong enough to love someone broken?

Loving someone is knowing that when things get hard.. you'll be ok in the end.

Look at me, I'm a lifetime of memories.