so much to say, no words to convey.

I thought I saw a man brought to life,

He was warm,

He came around,

Like he was dignified,

He showed me what it was to cry.

Well you couldn't be that man I adored,

You don't seem to know - or seem to care

What your heart is for,

I don't know him anymore.

There's nothing where he used to lie,

My conversation has run dry,

That's what's goin' on,

Nothings fine,

I'm torn.

I really don't know why you've got such a strong hold onto me.

I suppose you're just different in more ways than one.

And I'm not too sure if that really is a good thing.

Under normal circumstances, I would have moved on by now.

Found another guy, had another fling, gone through another phase.

But with you, it's just not the same.

The both of us are like chalk and cheese.

Yet you keep me hanging on to something that may or may not be there.

And I hate the way I've gotten so attached.

I can live without you, it's just that I'd rather not.

I spent quite a bit of time trying to understand things from your point of view.

It makes sense, I suppose.

But these thoughts have left me doubting everything you've once said.

I can't bring myself to leave and you can't bring yourself to stay.

Why did you continue the chase if you weren't ready?

Why didn't you stop this at the many opportunities that you could have?

Why do you say you want to get closer and yet still remain the same?

Why are you so willing to let everything go?

Why did you choose to let this reach to a point so exhilarating that the sheer thought of losing it scares me?

For the first time in a long time, I'm sure about my feelings for someone.

I reallyreally like you.

Your jokes, your laughter, your phone calls, your boxers,

your morning wake up texts, your faith, your hugs, your smile.

Just every little thing about you.

But if that isn't enough, then...so be it.

I'm calling it quits.

I'm all out of faith,

This is how I feel,

I'm cold and I am shamed,

Lying naked on the floor,

Illusion never changed, into something real,

I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn,

You're a little late

I'm already torn.

jue*forget yesterday.