Basically what I'm getting @ is that I'm done with the pain.

Dating the moments of misery
Tired of running away and scratching at the surface. Falling leaves on bright evenings. Longing for that release of time; looking for a way out. Banging your head against what could have been. gathering up the pieces of this broken heart. Why didn't you stay? Creating the distance to become less attached. Re-reading what was between the lines becomes less painful with each day that passes.

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