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by mark Mar 8, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I guess its just one of those nights where you don't want to talk about it so I'll just sit here and wait until all of this blows over or until you tell me to go away and if i must I'll leave but not without saying how much you mean more to me than i to you i guess its just one of those times where i walk away empty hearted so I'll keep passing through until i find a reason to look up again and smile i guess its just one of those moments you remember when you held them so close do you feel the bitter tears and so I'll live on with a part of me missing live on with what's left to live for