• zoobie 49w


    Oh how I wish you knew, why I no longer think I can stay
    And how this is literary tearing me apart
    You see, the bitter truth is way too hard for me to say
    But can you really not hear the voice of my heart?

    Hear it telling you that I didn’t want this to turn out this way
    But that this maybe was already written from the start

    I kept fooling myself that things will eventually start to change
    But both you and I know that change never came from empty words
    I know that, just the thought of you not in my life is strange
    But hell is it better to leave now, before we end up with hurts