ponds are deeper than the space between [you and me]

i dont know me anymore
i dont know about you, either.

im about to roll on, and this is my last attempt to get through.

i want to be shook so hard, my head snaps back and it makes me cry. i want to hit you so hard, the brick wall behind you breaks. i want to be driven 2000 miles and pushed into the ocean, just so you can know you did everything possible to make me feel agin.

one more excuse will do me in. an explanation is just an excuse for why i wanst worth trying harder for.

the only thing that hurts more than dad being gone is you not using your creativity to try harder to bring me back.

words arent enough anymore.







this isnt about getting married. this is about my sanity.