it always comes in waves, the feelings of being inadequate, being alone, being at the bottom of the barrel. i can't compete with him, and i'm not sure that i'll ever win. he's got this hold, a hold that i can't put on anyone because it's not fair and it's not right, but he can't seem to let it go.

it's fucking bullshit being me.

my empty promises brought us to an end, i just hurt you and i never looked back now i have no logic to defend.

i would like to thank you for showing me a part of my world that i've never seen.
i'm forever indebted to you.