Free flow

The begining of the realization that I knew I had a chance to fix a breakup.

I've done it

just like I knew that I would have.

I've made a mess

and now I can no longer accept.

I use to want so much more

i use to want so much better

 

Somehow, i've left us

standing there so naked

and now I finally see...

 

What would be the last words

I would say to you

now you are gone

and I no longer have that.

 

I wish that I would have seen

this fear again..

I cant believe it's

actually happening.

 

I guess I always knew

and I feel bad

because I  would never have.

 

Tell me love, tell me dear

tell me are we really here?

Tell me where I am suppose

to be

 and what am i suppose to do?

 

This started with you

it ends with you

and noe it feels so new

its so unreal....