Im sorry that i want to hear your voice,
Im sorry that i actually talk to you,
and see how your doing,
and to see what your doing,
im sorry im not her..

She fears that if she crys that first tear,the tears will not stop raining down.

And if the snow covers everything then ill dig a tunnel from my window to yours.

And She Looks Threw Her Window Thinking, Why Cant I Be Happy..

Pull up my sleeves and see the patterns of my cuts, its all the same, ive lost it all, so abused, feeling used, all because of you.

I used to be love struck, now im just f*ked up.

Love doesn't walk away, people do.

You would think..after everything, i would be stronger..but im not. My barriers come down even quicker & my heart..still beats.

Before her,
I had every chance with you.

Now you have no chance with me.

The wind is blowing a new tone in my ears now, he wont leave her and you wont have him. its time to move on it whispers. I think Ill listen this time.