I’m a breaker, at best
and at my worst, I’m broken
I can still remember the pauses
after every word that was spoken
my room is dark, I don’t quite feel alone
I don’t really miss you like i thought I would
~
My hair grows long, I think I can breathe easy
Yet sometimes, when I feel you round, I get queasy
No, I wouldn’t miss you if I could
No, but you definetely should
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 7:35 PM UTC
I’m a breaker, at best
and at my worst, I’m broken
I can still remember the pauses
after every word that was spoken
my room is dark, I don’t quite feel alone
I don’t really miss you like i thought I would
~
My hair grows long, I think I can breathe easy
Yet sometimes, when I feel you round, I get queasy
No, I wouldn’t miss you if I could
No, but you definetely should
