This is the part where we stop talking again.
Where things get awkward. When you decide I'm not needed anymore.
I get it, I really do. But I'm tired of the constant heart break.
You get mad when I say I won't do those things for you. So you stop talking to me.
No more 'Good mornings' No more chances.
No more 'I love yous' 'Cause I know you'll never return them.
I can't feel like this anymore.
nudous · Sun Oct 17, 2010 @ 08:30pm · 0 Comments |