Stars don’t shine like they used to.. and these visions in my head are horrid.. and the voices are merciless telling me it’s all my fault and that I’ll never find real love. Whatever that is. But I’ve been here before. Take care of yourself, darlin.
Just so you know, you left my soul a little more broken... my mind a little more paranoid and untrusting.. lonely and confused. There’s no hope in my eyes or hop in my step. But I’ve been here before. Take care of yourself, darlin.