My heart is tender and raw.
I’ve felt this before and I know I should stop-
-get myself out before the pain grows.
But somehow I always seem to forget–how does one let go exactly?
It seems so easy in those self-help pages.
But the hope of hearing what I want to hear and having it be true is enough to keep me hanging on.
So I get ready for the rip
I know it’s gonna tear
my world to pieces…yet again.
I have no one to blame but myself. I know what will happen.
Love lost in a beautiful illusion, if only you could have seen out the windows of my soul.
I know it was never really there at all….it just looked like that in the light.
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