There are so many things I wish I could tell you, but I can’t.
I’m not sure if you would ever understand because I don’t understand half of it.
I want to be with you so bad, but I’m so afraid of getting hurt and because of that,
I end up getting hurt more. I can sit here and say that I don’t care about you and that
I’m not going to let you hurt me, and just by saying that
I know that you can and have. It’s not your fault, it never is. It’s me. I guess it time for me to move on.