quarta-feira, 10 de junho de 2009

What hurts the most

It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go, but I'm doing it. It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone. Still harder gettin up, gettin dressed, living with this regret. But I know if I could do it over I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart that i left unspoken.
What hurts the most, was being so close and having so much to say and watching you walk away and never knowing what could have been. And not seeing that loving you is what I was trying to do.

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