We talked today. I'm not sure if it affected you as it did me, but, I'm not willing to stand here, my bleeding heart in my hands, waiting for a sign from you that it's okay to let go. --------------------------- We spoke today, and I broke down sobbing. I truly believe that I **** everything up, everything, everyone that I love, I ruin them. -------------------------- We bled today, waiting for those we love to love us back, but, we're not patient enough to be the ones holding hearts in bleeding hands.
Why is it that when I think I'm over you, it all comes rushing back?