let me start this off by telling you there's nothing left..

nothing left to do

you're writing me these letters

I burnt them all along with pictures and memories..



you ripped out my heart

Im sorry,

Im sick of losing all of whats mine

you think I'm giving up, but i grew up

you think you wont but not this time..



now its time to break it off..

these feelings for you..

and now its time to break it off

why does acceptance mean be as fake as possible?

(along with your eyes)..pictures falling..



what will you do when I am gone?

will you just walk away?