I wasn't supposed to feel,
That was how I decided to heal...

I'm holding on by a breaking thread,
Remembering all the encouragement I've read...

We said goodbye,
I went home and started to cry...

I long to leave this land,
Walk with death hand in hand...

Our relationship is made of dreams,
Now it is falling apart at the seams...

Don't ever say you loved me. Or that you love me...
*been a long time since I've wrote, its 330 now...