im a mess, i
was a mess, but you held me like you'd hold
diamonds. and i could feel my heart pounding inside of my
chest (you could feel it too, you could feel it
too), my head was pressed against your chest and i
was attached, i was attached to you by the
strings that held me together, and im sorry im
sorry im sorry i pushed you away, but i had
to, you have no idea how much i had to. the
realization that not everything lasts forever felt like it was
stabbing me in the back so i ran. I ran away and i'm sorry,
it's just what i do. It's just who I am and
I'm sorry.