my life's divided differently now. i've cut the way i see 
things into sections of hours and days. sections between 
the few times i still see you. sections between when my 
heart breaks and i stop breathing. i fill the time 
minutes that i see you thinking about how to get away. 
and make this sadness go away. i've filled my whole self 
with bittersweet... and nothing can confuse or take apart 
your heart more. i'll never get out, will i? if you could 
just fix this...