Current weakness(es): Kristen Stewart William Beckett Amber Run Hippo Campus Mansionair The Maine Jeon Soyeon Kaneki Ken Marius Von Hagen Fye D. Flourite
Let me hold you for the last time It's the last chance to feel again But you broke me Now I can't feel anything
When I love you and so untrue I can't even convince myself When I'm speaking It's the voice of someone else
Oh it tears me up I tried to hold on but it hurts too much I tried to forgive but it's not enough To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings You can't feel anything That your heart don't want to feel I can't tell you something that ain't real Oh the truth hurts and lies worse How can I give anymore When I love you a little less than before
Oh what are we doing We are turning into dust Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire When there's nothing left to say It's like chasing the very last train When it's too late Too late
Oh it tears me up I tried to hold on but it hurts too much I tried to forgive but it's not enough To make it all okay
You can't play our broken strings You can't feel anything That your heart don't want to feel I can't tell you something that ain't real Oh the truth hurts and lies worse How can I give anymore When I love you a little less than before
But we're running through the fire When there's nothing left to say It's like chasing the very last train When we both know it's too late Too late
You can't play our broken strings You can't feel anything That your heart don't want to feel I can't tell you something that ain't real Oh the truth hurts and lies worse How can I give anymore When I love you a little less than before Oh you know that I love you a little less than before
Let me hold you for the last time It's the last chance to feel again
* * *
School is rad.
Overload of information.
* * *
Last semester of school.
And I'm beginning to see who my real friends are after the fog has dissipated.
But where were you and you when I needed you and you the most?
Gone.
And I thought we had something special.
But it was just my mind playing tricks on me.
Granted, you gain some, you lose some.
Gaining now, more than ever.
But losing still.
* * *
So I see you're still conceited, egoistic.
And dense.
Worse still, still so full of yourself, so unoriginal.
You're not the hottest thing on earth.
So please.
Some things never change.
* * *
I don't know what you're talking about.
I really don't.
* * *
Oh you couldn't resist. But it's too late. You're naked in bed, bawling your eyes out, after a hot session, which he dumped you right after. And what's worse is, you wished he was back here, in between the sheets, with you. Now's the time to say, I told you so. But you never listen, do you?