Tsubasa-samasempai

So while i'm on the topic of the past... Why do i torture myself with things of the past? Does the pain make me feel like they're there? That they'll pay attention and care for what they've done to me. The damage doesn't go away. Things that were there will still be there in the end of it all. Only thing to do is to look at them and try to bear with the pain. No amount of music or laughing will help. The music burns your ears. The laughing hurts your chest. The time you've spent will always be there and shall ride on your shoulders. I'm no atlas but these weights feel like the world. Its all coming down onto me. I try to find someone else to

The last one was distance after was time after was ditched for another after was just dumping after was just dumping why can't i stay with one person does nobody like me (girl wise) i'm gonna hide in this closet //whispers goodbye

Well I've been all over remembering things that should have remained hidden in the dark Most of those things hurt me Others just pointed and laughed The music became too loud and the floor crumbled. I hope this person I see in the distance will catch me There she stands in the distance With open arms And what appears to be a pure opened heart Please do not run from me girl For I will love you with what is left I will give you my all and will hold you Tenderly like a new born pup Lightly she embraces me Taking me to her chest Holding me close and whispers The words are soft and low Three simple words that allow me To simply Ho