Friday, January 16, 2009
                   ♥ 9:02 PM
                         
Pulled taut like a string, we're strained, we're running away, we're leaving... 
we broke.
You can’t play on broken strings
You can’t feel anything
That your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell you something that ain’t real
It was poetry in motion, it was a picture out of a book.
I don't love you anymore, I don't even want to see you, I want you to evacuate out of my life asap. You're worth nothing, I wasted too much time and energy on you only to be repaid this way. What I feel for you falls short of nothing of hate. 
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can’t like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
... you lied.
No more love.