I'm still doing my best just to get by.
I still wake up to heartache ,
Just to fall asleep to it at night.
I wake up hurting. I don't ever know what to do with myself.
So I busy myself. Whether it's with pointless tv or getting ready for my day.
I work my hardest all day to stay busy.
My main goal for these days of heartache ;
Tire myself. Wear myself out.
So that when it's time to go to sleep at night ,
Maybe I won't have to cry so many tears just to get to sleep.
It never works. I always miss you. I can never stay busy enough.
I always end up , crying my broken heart to sleep.
Sometimes I'm so tired of it.
Of hurting , of crying.
And I feel like I've cried all the tears I can.
I think to myself , "I've cried oceans. There's no way there's any tears left."
Them something happens.
A memory rushes back , something reminds me of you ...
Well then it's all over.
The tears come & they don't stop.
Sometimes I feel like those little salty kisses will make me feel a little better.
But that's next to impossible.
I will never be okay with this.
At least not for a very long time.
It breaks my heart that you only took a couple weeks to move on.
-I said I'd never let you go and I never did.
It's quite obvious to everyone that I'm doing my best to keep this love that I found.
I hate to feel like you're slipping away ..
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