I know how this will end. I am going to walk through this sand storm even though it catches in my eyes and fills my shoes. Eventually my followers are going to fall back. I know people can only handle so much pain. And I know how much is too much. Which is what I caused for you. You let me go. Because I went to far, I dug the blade in so deep that it ended up cutting you too. And now you've let go, because you don't want to get cut. I don't blame you. Just remember me. As the person that was there. As the mindless reckless girl with dreams that were unreachable. Hopeless but hoping.
I want to thank you for the memories. I know you've given up. But know you've taken my heart with you. And every tear I've known is a waterfall. I am shattered but I will try to show you that I am still trying to be strong. You've broken your promise. Which means it's okay for the shiny brush to go poking around a bit if it needs to explore. I'll keep my faith in the angels that are left. The people that have stayed. I live for you. So please please don't leave me be.
I will keep trying, to only remember the good and push away the bad. I don't want to become an avalanche again. I will wipe away the tears and deny the pain. I can't risk hurting others with my own anymore. I need to end my nonsense. 'Smiles' are here, brushes are prodding.
