Saturday, March 30, 2013

losing me

I always see it. I always see it. Although it looks like I do not care. I always look fine. But I screamed inside. 

"Cause here's a tragic truth if you don't feel the same"
"My heart would fall apart if someone said your name"

I feel myself changing. I mean--really changed. Yes, "The worst part of it all was not losing him. It was losing me."

mmm... wait, this is so random.

But I want myself back.

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