So this is how it goes?
I never would have guessed...

With tired eyes we wept.
With bruised bones we embraced...

And sometimes I'm so scared,
Scared of who I am, scared of what I'll become...

Youre standing in front of me, you wont look me in...
I can tell somethings wrong; youre not touching...

I wish I was too dead to care,
That your razor edged words were useless...

She was the beautiful one
The one they wanted to be...

Its always been me,
Just me, against it all...

And now you're distant,
But this time i know what to do...

I dont know what happened to you,
When did you become someone who cared what people...

The next love letter I send you will be a bullet,
And I hope you take it to heart...

I stand at the cemetery,
Looking down at my freshly dug grave...

I felt so alone.
You came to me; so empty and needing...