SO geez, really!? I make mountains of progress during a period of great tragedy.
I do so much work to protect my heart from you baby. I move on and find someone else, someone great. We match and connect, several times. Somehow you made it past my walls, just like you did the first time way back then. Then I realize you are still there… in the center, right there, in the middle of my heart.
Is it wrong for me not to want to let go?
Come on man! Don’t do it to someone else. You got this man! Sit down and write it out. Time to do some more work and that’s ok. OK ok, time to breathe. Time to breathe without you.