And darling, you know I'm not coming home with you tonight.
And darling, you know our story's gotta end here, at our feet.
I know, I can feel your heart breaking alongside mine.
Please don't cry, I can't keep a strong front when your tears are mixing with my own.

When she says she's staying for good, don't take it for granted.
When she says you're her world, don't take it at face value.
Cause she don't gotta promise anything to you.
She just has to be able to prove it as well.

We don't fit and believe me, I wish to we did.
You make me smile and god knows you have my heart and I have yours.

Darling, wait for me, I'm coming home to you.
Darling, our story don't have to end here, not like this.
I know, my heart's pounding in my chest, same tempo as yours.
Please tell me you feel the same; I can't imagine life without you.

Darling, I'm coming home to you.
Darling, I love you.
I love you.

There's a boy who lives on the outskirts of the city.
He grew up playing guitar, drums and whatever he could get his hands on.
And all he wants is to be a better version of himself, but he don't know where to start.
What he'd **** to stop leaving a trail of pain behind him.
There's a girl who lives in the heart of the city.
She grew up worshipping Prince and Michael Jackson and rock and roll.
And all she wants is for her heart to stop messing with her mind, trying to make her care for someone who don't want her anymore.
What she'd **** to stop going back again and again for more.

I swore that I'd moved on when I was crying on my best friend's dad's shoulder that night. Tears running down my face, I said that I was happy with someone else. I told her dad that I didn't care if he showed up. Sometimes I hate this traitorous heart that beats under my skin. Messing with my head, it says that I'll never be happy with anyone else ever again.
Oh how I'd **** to stand in front of him and say honestly that I'm ok and happy with someone else. But I saw him that night and my world turned upside down. But nothing will ever change anything between us.

Words running through my head. Words I probably should've said.
What's wrong with me.
What's wrong with me.
I hate you but I wish I didn't. I'm mad as hell and I wish I wasn't.
Where is the forgiveness in me.
Where is the forgiveness in me.
I'm looking inside myself and reaching for something I can't find. Bits and parts of someone who can say those words of forgiveness and healing.
I can't forgive this.
I can't forgive this.
I want to believe you've changed. Even though I know you won't.
I forgive you.
I forgive you.
It's not your fault that I've been slowly becoming a different version of the girl I used to be. It's not your fault that you haven't found what you're looking for.
I forgive me.
I forgive me.

He was so young..too young to have his life taken away from him. My heart hurts for the loss of such a lovely person such as Elijah.

Rest in peace, my dear friend.

I keep telling myself that it's better that we don't talk anymore. It's been about a year and a half since we last spoke and all I can think is how much I want to take the damning words I said back. But I can't. What's been said can't be unsaid and what's been done is done. Now all we can do is make the most out of life on our own. We were friends for six years and now we're strangers. Feels a little strange, don't you think? I hope that you're doing okay. I wish you the best and maybe we'll cross paths and start talking again. And until then, I hope your life is all you want it to be.

Thoughts have been swirling around in my head, making it hard for me to think straight. And lately, the last words from you keep circling my mind. And I've never actually said this or really followed through with it: I'm done. I'll give you space and time to heal. I don't want you on the corner of my life or even on the edge of my thoughts. So right here and right now, I'm putting a clear wall between you and I.
I care about you, but I can't heal with you on my mind or on the frayed edges of my life.
So like I said before, this is the last time I write about you and I. Our story ends here.