We still haven't talked about it.
We haven't talked about what happened between you and her and why you were so hurt.
But we don't have to because I already know.
And you know I know.
And that's why you won't talk to me.
I just wish you knew that it's okay for someone else to know your pain.
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Time Tells
How did you allow so much time to pass?
How many times did you stare at your phone?
How many times did you count the days?
I'm not coming back to you...
How many times did you stare at your phone?
How many times did you count the days?
I'm not coming back to you...
Today, I failed...
I gave it all.
I tried.
And I failed...
But the thing about failing with you is that it means something.
It always means something, and it is not worthless.
I tried.
And I failed...
But the thing about failing with you is that it means something.
It always means something, and it is not worthless.
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