My head hurts and my stomach is in knots as tears drip down my face,
knowing what has to be done but hating it all because no one could take his place.
Caught up in love, lies, agony, and dispair,
what else can I do but say goodbye and end this whole affair.
It doesn't make me happy and it's truly not what I want to do,
but decisions have to be made and I don't want them to be based on me and you.
I wish it could be different and I could promise you how things would be,
but this whole thing is one big risk with no real guarantee.
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