
You became the guy with broken words.
And for that, I have to walk away.
I know what it feels like to want it to happen;
you don't want to regret,
but then you do.
And it's never worth it.
I think we all keep moving
until both sides equal.
My fear is the the margin of error
will be on my end.
And for that, I have to walk away.
I know what it feels like to want it to happen;
you don't want to regret,
but then you do.
And it's never worth it.
I think we all keep moving
until both sides equal.
My fear is the the margin of error
will be on my end.
1 comment:
Oh no. Really? I'll be home soon. Love you.
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