and then there's you. the one that's practically got my heart wrapped around your little finger. and you don't even know what to do with it. but somehow i keep telling myself, he won't drop it. he won't hurt it. he won't break it.
do i really even know?
and then there's the one that's slowly loosening from my grip. does it even bother you? do you even notice how you have that little knife slowly cutting me open, forcing it's way to my insides.
i told you, you would never be able to have this heart. it's just not for you yet.
but somehow i'm still convinced that if he did have it, he would never harm it.
what if he did? what if they both did?
what if i fucked myself over again, after multiple times.
my heart is unbreakable.
but it's getting more fragile by the day.
the more i talk to you, the more you ignore me.
the closer you get to me, the farther away you drift.
with every kiss you lay on me, with every heartfelt word you say to me.
i can't take it anymore. it's just too much for me to grasp.
do i really even know?
and then there's the one that's slowly loosening from my grip. does it even bother you? do you even notice how you have that little knife slowly cutting me open, forcing it's way to my insides.
i told you, you would never be able to have this heart. it's just not for you yet.
but somehow i'm still convinced that if he did have it, he would never harm it.
what if he did? what if they both did?
what if i fucked myself over again, after multiple times.
my heart is unbreakable.
but it's getting more fragile by the day.
the more i talk to you, the more you ignore me.
the closer you get to me, the farther away you drift.
with every kiss you lay on me, with every heartfelt word you say to me.
i can't take it anymore. it's just too much for me to grasp.
i need to get away from this.
