The hands that were once kind will always have the power to do the most damage, scary right?
Why.
Why do we put all our time and energy into something and just pray it works, prat it lasts for a little longer than last time?
Why as people do we wish for so much and gain so little in return?
I guess we all think that way though. It can't just be me.
Missed calls, failed texts, harsh words, that one ex.
Life is such a stupid concept.
We can't be bothered to see our wrongs as humans.
We are all stuck in a cycle that will always continue over and over and over until one day it all just stops.
Things go quiet, there is no light and you are gone.
But then?
Oh bunny, it's too late.
Too late to take back those words, to late to make that one call.
Too late to say that last thing.
Too late in general.
You were too late.
S.B
