25/F/In My Own World Writing to stay alive. I'm nothing but a fool with a pen and a limited vocabulary
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Think of all the things we could accomplish And all the things we could be If we stopped seeing life as a competition And started believing and working Together.
Oh the things we do for love. We go to war, We ****, We lie, We steal, We cheat. But one of the saddest of all Is we try to be someone everyone else loves Rather than loving ourselves.
I need to understand That just because the timing was perfect for me Doesn't mean it was perfect for you. And no matter how hard I pray There may never be a perfect time For us.
With each passing day, You slip a little further away from me. So as I sit here in the nights alone, I do everything I can To keep you in my mind Because losing you would not only Break my heart, It would break me.