We talked today.
I'm not sure if it affected you as it did me,
but,
I'm not willing to stand here,
my bleeding heart in my hands,
waiting for a sign from you that it's okay to let go.
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We spoke today,
and I broke down sobbing.
I truly believe that I **** everything up,
everything, everyone that I love,
I ruin them.
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We bled today,
waiting for those we love to love us back,
but,
we're not patient enough to be the ones
holding hearts in bleeding hands.
Why is it that when I think I'm over you, it all comes rushing back?