When I think of you I get shivers down my spine.
It is getting kind of hard to walk in a straight line,
and my body is getting weary.
Tired of the lies that I can clearly see through your
unforgiving eyes.
Times when we fight, but have no will to survive.
It is times like those that I realize that maybe,
just maybe, we were never meant to be.
But I can't live like this, not knowing what
could have been.
Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 5:54 PM UTC
When I think of you I get shivers down my spine.
It is getting kind of hard to walk in a straight line,
and my body is getting weary.
Tired of the lies that I can clearly see through your
unforgiving eyes.
Times when we fight, but have no will to survive.
It is times like those that I realize that maybe,
just maybe, we were never meant to be.
But I can't live like this, not knowing what
could have been.
