I made it.
I got what I wanted.
But I'm not happy.
I'm just in less pain than before.
Would She have waited for me? I can't know.
Or do I really like the other girl? I don't know.
Is it really love if you love because
You can't go under again? I don't want to know.
Would I survive another time? I can't think.
Will it ever be the same after last summer? Not without Her.
Can the other girl make my rebound? Will I make her.
Is she? The Wrong Choice?

Lost love's sweet poison.
It lingers in  my thoughts.
It trickles through my veins;
I desperately needed saving,
But
The antidote was the One
That delivered me the sweet poison...
It paralyzed me.
I lay there on my bed,
Tears streaming down like a river.
I tried.

Full of Hope and yet it found me,
Hopelessness somehow seeped through my walls.
It penetrated the mortar that held my house together.
And I feel all alone while the people outside beckon to me.
Incredibly brilliant and yet unbelievably stupid,
The retardation of one seemingly trivial act disgraced my heart.
It’s like an acid, liquefying the bricks and dripping onto my shoulders.
It stings like a whip and exposes my flesh as I wait for time to heal.
Popular and yet abandoned,
People say that I have it easy with the life I have, but I hardly call it living.
Loneliness is a disease I caught from the cut called "closure" she gave me.
Finally my house is gone,
And I see my amazing life with all of my potential and all of my friends
And yet…
The sting of love clings to me.

You asked me to do the impossible.
You asked me to let you go.
I couldn’t do it because…
Because I thought you were…
Perfect and beautiful,
Not only on the outside,
But all the way through.
I did what you asked…
I tried to let you go,
But every relationship comes back to you.
I can’t keep walking,
Acting like nothing’s wrong,
With a hole where my heart was.
All I ask is for one more chance,
Because I can’t do the…
Impossible.