even though my world has stopped
everyone else keeps moving
everyone keeps living
and i cant keep up
i need to learn how to keep up
how am i supposed to keep up
when nobody waits for me

Are they really our own or are they up to the universe
If the events of my youth were created by me or by fate

Is the trauma resulting from my poor judgement or was it fundamentally imbedded into who I am as a living being before I was even conceived

Would I still be broken
Would you still be evil

you remind me of candy
i just keep craving you
wake up in the morning thinking of the sugar high
my mouth watering enough to make me go a little bit crazy
some days i am able to eat just enough to be satisfied
but some days my stomach turns sour
rejecting you from the inside

my body knows i cant have anymore of you before my mind does

i see the pictures
you look so happy

i hope youre happy

soon we'll be in the same city
i wonder how close we'll be
maybe -hopefully- we'll run into each other

i'll give you a hug

we'll catch up

i'll wish you the best

tell you that i'm sorry

and then i'll walk away

because you deserved better then, and you deserve better now

im caught up in the thought of you
and i dont know why
you live exactly 305 miles away and i've moved on

and i dont remember what you go to school for
or what your favourite foods are
or what kind of clothes you wear

but i remember the first night we met
drunk in the basement of a highschool party

and i remember the kiss and the laughter and your face

and i remember how you were the hardest goodbye i've ever had

and i remember how much i hurt you - i told myself it was for the best

but the truth is, i wasn't ready

but now i am, and its too late