When its or over and you are gone,
Did you know its hard to move on.
The day i layed my eyes on you.
I knew you left a mark like a signature
that would break my heart.Like a lamb
left in the fog i followed your trail,I was
reading your body like a broken piece of
braille.
Now tell me do i haunt your dreams
or are you to cold that everything
you told me was a twisted copy of the
truth you made your own.Everyday i
sit on the floor praying to god to take it
all away.
Instead it seemed as if he just gave me
more.It seems you label me liar.If you
knew me would you be stable either.God
gave me this test when i was done i was
numb at best.
You call this a gift ,But you've misread
my guilt ridden thirst.Ill rip away from
your grip if you must know whats left
of my soul.I don't know if this was your
intended goal.but as of now I'm not
whole.
I suppose ill let this go until the end.
I ll pick the broken pieces up,But they
refuse to mend.Only this time i walked
away my body's to weak to fight.When
you told me the truth i felt you hanging
me with a nus.
I know you hurt just like me.I tried so hard
to set your free.i understand you came as
a friend and left as a memory,How could you
have known what Ive been through.I don't know
if its goodbye or see you later.Just one last
wish please don't hate her.
