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still crazy for you

Footprints may no longer be visible, but they are never erased To move forward you must first leave and it seems my feet are glued to the floor I know what's best and i know what i need, but its hard to accept that none of that involves you If you're no longer mine what am i so afraid to lose? Maybe because everything i do is in someway for you I didn't break my own heart but i handed you the hammer So many things made up in my mind are a result of lingering hope and vague words Under my feet is air made of bricks, pulling me down making me weak for you I find myself repeating like a broken tune I know this means nothing to you, but i remind myself that it is one more minute i am spending time with you I am counting every kiss, yet keeping my distance You make my heart skip a beat, yet rip it in two simultaneously Each and every time i move on there is not a day that i don't think of you I end a relationship and instead of hurting over them, i fall back into hurting over you i constantly excuse your intentions i give into my pretendings, which forgive you each time without me knowing, they melt my heart to stone. Every single time I turn around to leave i feel my heart begin to burst and bleed So desperately I try to link it with my head, but instead I fall back to my knees As you tear your way right through me i look past pain once again I see through your charm, but your smile sparkles like a ray of sunlight through water And you can find me like butter on the floor Following my heart leads me down the same pointless path Yet i can't help but look for a sign pointing me in the right direction Why do you steal my hand whenever I'm standing my own ground You build me up, then leave me dead How can you make someone feel your love when you're the only one still in it 3 years and still crazy for you
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Jan 27, 2012
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