remembering things that aren’t to be remembered bring back
remembering things that
aren’t to be remembered
bring back memories of when I would surrender
my love, my heart,
and my thoughts to your accusations
am I really the only one who has any
know I loved you when everything was as it seemed
but when you turn your back on promises
your back on me
I can’t stand the feeling of losing
everything I own
to one who can’t bear to see
that my heart has finally grown I’m not the sight that you
saw the first day
I was together, the puzzle pieces knew their way
now I am shattered, and the shards seem to
out of my reach; they’re just too far
when the night wind blows, do you
think about me?
do you think about the place in which I’ll always be?
“my heart is yours, take
it.” no, I don’t want
if violence can take the place of whom you once
adored and I
am not giving in to your little games.
“come closer, you know that it’ll be
but it's not okay
and who could ever even say that it was?
I bet your harsh words leave you with an adrenaline rush
feeling down, feeling
out, but not ready to give up
I left this old house, I figured I'd been through
who would’ve ever thought that
you’d come chasing after me
saying, “please, you know I never meant those
but you did mean it, and
there is no changing the fact
that when you raised your fist the last time,
I was done
with all that
that was my home, before you put bruises on my
but you know what?
I don’t think that I’m going
to ever miss that place I’m not the sight that you
saw the last day.
I was shattered; the shards were just too far away.
now I am together, the puzzle pieces have finally
found their way
and I know for sure that
this time, they are here to