i think it always hurts more in the mornings when i wake alone. that painful realization that all has gone wrong, that once again, i've let the one thing in life that matters to me.. slip gracefully away.

i'm good at not standing up for myself. i'm great at hiding my feelings, then letting them explode at all the wrong times. i love trying to please everybody but myself. i can cry immediately, at the mere mentioning of her name. i feel sorry for myself for days on end. i do nothing to change anything i've ever felt. i have no pride in myself, i don't stand for anything, i let people walk over me at times, i whine and cry just to get by, there's nothing good about this.. [so let it go.]

[..my biggest fear will be the rescue of me..]

there's something about the way you move, i see your mouth in slow motion when you sing.


i miss my wifey. i miss my life. but i don't think they were rightfully mine to begin.

[if you read this, i love you. so much]

i'm trying to win back the woman whom which i love..