I'm not a step ahead, but I'm not a step behind. We didn't make it through, but I don't think you tried. You played me hard instead, you really crossed the line. This whole thing was all on you, you can't say that I lied. I'm crying in my head, but I'll lie and say 'I'm fine.' It seems now there's nothing else to do, but leave it all behind. These butterflies are dead, I squished them a thousand times. I couldn't be the one to save you, from her - you'll never say goodbye.
Where I stand.
July 27, 2010