Pretending that you actually love that you even know what love is

I wish I was enough some days but enough..? what even is enough?

imagine floating through life just numb

It was coming We both knew what was coming

no one can kill you but yourself self inflicting pain is easier than telling people you want to die

She lived through her worst days by destroying everything around her

you texted me one day and it broke my heart

The more i trusted you the more you let me down You tell me to open up but its just so difficult

I'm tired of explaining myself i just want to be left alone at this point

half dead, half alive saving people yet killing myself

it's that same feeling that creeps up on me Emptiness, or maybe sadness

everyday is a new day but mine seems to repeat itself

I said I stopped caring about everything and thats when I knew I was serious

she took you away from yourself not only did she do that but she treated you so horribly

I thought you were my garden you grew all these beautiful flowers in my head

You know i was waiting for you waiting for my heart to return to me

but why does it have to be this way meeting you having you then losing you once again

was it worth hurting me was it worth leaving me

theres a time in your life where it will get better maybe not now or not tomorrow