Thursday, 5 February 2009

clean break

I don't remember who to talk to anymore.

You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand,
And I can't breathe without you,
But I have to breathe without you,
But I have to.

I know that it has to happen and that it's happening right now. But it's so hard.

Easier said than done. And it was so hard to say.

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