• You don't know me.
    Like you knew me.
    You stopped listening the moment that I needed you the most.
    You can’t see me.
    Like you saw me.

    Truth comes, easy. But I scream cause it hurts, your ever word seems to cut me deeper and leave me worse. These wounds are healing. Do you know why? There’s no way back, and what if there was? You'd still be you and I'm still me. But please don't say goodbye...
    There is beauty in the dark side. I'm not frightened, I’ve become accustomed to his. So I scream at these wounds. For they seem to hurt more and more with each day. Tell me, are there more to come?

    Nothing will change no matter what you say. Why don't you trust me? I remember what you said that night. "What's wrong? Don't you trust me?" Well now I ask you that same question. Why. Don't. You. Trust. Me? I couldn't tell you what was wrong that night because it was my burden to bear. I wished not to worry you with it. Now I feel like your so far away.
    That every time I take a step closer, you take a step back, why is that?

    Gone away are those golden days.
    Their just a page in my diary.

    And I look at them frequently; those memories; they’ve been following me as a shadow now, as the tears roll down my eyes. I wish you were here. I miss that smile that could light up the whole room.
    Why haven't I seen it in awhile?

    I took a chance.
    You took a swing.
    I took it hard.
    But even though I lay on the ground I see who you are.
    It's not hard to see who you are underneath. I've seen your act, and I know all the facts.
    The tears are forming in my eyes. But I won’t look away from you. No matter how it hurts. But you can't win if you never give in, I know you can hear that voice within, that's saying to pick up your chin its only life.
    But then.. why does this seem so hard?

    I hope you know it’s not easy… not easy for me.
    It's 8pm, feeling like I just lost you. Can you tell me that I haven't?
    I'm feeling like I don't know you. Yes, I remember what you said that night. And I know that you see what you’re doing to me...
    But… Can you tell me why?