maybe you were right
maybe some day I will forget to care
and maybe some day I will break beyond repair
some day I will forget what wanting to be alive feels like
I'll forget to remind you that I'm not going anywhere
but I'll remind you not to worry about me
I will thank you for being one of the only lovely things in life
and I'll tell you to carry on despite my absence
some day I won't come back
and I wil no longer be able to tell you what you mean to me
I won't be able to hug you
I won't be able to kiss you
I won't be able to talk
and I will be far away somewhere just short of death
and I won't care about a thing at all
because you all broke me
you took all the good left in me
an now I'm empty
as long as you can smile, I can let you go for good
but please know that it was you that put the gun to my head
but it was me that pulled the trigger.
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 1:18 PM UTC
maybe you were right
maybe some day I will forget to care
and maybe some day I will break beyond repair
some day I will forget what wanting to be alive feels like
I'll forget to remind you that I'm not going anywhere
but I'll remind you not to worry about me
I will thank you for being one of the only lovely things in life
and I'll tell you to carry on despite my absence
some day I won't come back
and I wil no longer be able to tell you what you mean to me
I won't be able to hug you
I won't be able to kiss you
I won't be able to talk
and I will be far away somewhere just short of death
and I won't care about a thing at all
because you all broke me
you took all the good left in me
an now I'm empty
as long as you can smile, I can let you go for good
but please know that it was you that put the gun to my head
but it was me that pulled the trigger.
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