I'm glad you told me you don't love me.
Because it's the worst pain I will ever have to face.
And I deserve it.
I deserve it for being such a disgrace.
All I can ever do is hope to be better than the person I was.
And I feel compelled to care.
I feel compelled to be more.
But in my heart of hearts
I know nothing will ever compare.
I'm nothing without you.
Repetitive lines.
My ocean bringing my soul to a steady shore.
Untouchable memories.
That I wish would fade.
I wish they would just die away.
You're my soul mate.
What life is really worth living,
Without the other half of your being?
You complete me.
You completed me.
No more.