Torn up
Feeling confused
No one to turn to
Just wanting to be held
Told it’ll be okay
Knowing it won’t
Things change
From intimate confidents
To mere acquaintances
Never wanting
To believe or trust again
Never understanding why
Just wanting to be held
Told it’ll be okay
Knowing it won’t
Relationships end
The world goes on
Deal with it.
Just wanting to be held
Told it’ll be okay
Knowing it won’t
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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