10 de junio de 2009

I’m so tired of being here suppressed by all my childish fears. And if you have to leave I wish that you would just leave ’cause your presence still lingers here and it won’t leave me alone. These wounds won’t seem to heal; this pain is just too real. There’s just too much that time cannot erase - When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears. When you’d scream I’d fight away all of your fears - I held your hand through all of these years, but you still have all of me