I fall apart....
not wanting to pick myself up for the billionth time.
i'm fed up by all of it.
i lay in a puddle of me,
not feeling any part of me...anymore.
Most nights i'm being consumed by the memory of you, and lately I try to fight aganist it, but it feels like i'm swiming against currents, making me tumble underneath and drown.
Love fell over me and i fell head over heels for it.
I was drugged by it, and became a hopeless addict.
you took everything i had.
i gave you my heart, & body to cherish, to love it, to respect it.
In return, you made me feel like nothing.
it all meant **** to you.
what did all those nights meant to you?
those times when i gave myself entirely to you,
Was any of it real?
Did you ever felt the way i did?
i hate you
i hate that i still dream with you
i hate it all and you!
i wish i could forget you ...