My heart has scars thicker than the fog in the morning.
Everything has begun to roll off like it's nothing.
Because I've felt more painful heartache than this before.

You can try to string me along for ages.
I will follow halfheartedly.

I am not really phased by your state of mind.
I'm not afraid of the abyss we seem to find ourselves in.

A black hole of emptiness and fulfillment at the same time.

It's strange isn't it?
To risk anything at all.
Hoping for something more...
Or for the strength to move on from something that could have been.