He left me.
Thing have been so dull lately,
things don't have near as much meaning anymore.
It concerns me the power he has over me even though he's gone, for good.
There needs to be constant distractions around me so I don't get lost in my head and start with the flashbacks if I start to get into my head.
Life is fuzzy.
Everyday is the same.
I just want to keep growing like I have been.
With or without you I suppose, why don't I get a say?
Why don't my words matter to you. Why am I nothing to you anymore. I told you I had so many questions and all these words I don't want to hear from you keep coming out.
Such beautiful lips with nothing but hurt spewing.
