....but I dont tell you about the days I lay awake inside my bed, or about how I have these thoughts inside my head, that make me question if I'm better off dead. I only show you what you need to see, I'll tell you I'm happy even though my life's been pretty crappy every since you left me. We both play this role without a script I smile at you begging myself to get a grip. You've moved on pretty quick I should have known, you always been like a dog searching for a bone, but I let us live on its my fault that i condoned us. But you just disowned us. I didnt have time to think, you were gone in a blink of the eye. You were never good at saying goodbyes.