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3-18-05

1:30 am



Maybe I shouldn't have let you "take away the walls around me".

Because it never was "safe to share my truth".

Maybe I should just "get out of town".

Because now "I am left alone".

Maybe I should be "sorry".

Because now "years have gone by".

Maybe we should have had more "emotional touch".

Becuase it's not a "beautiful thing" anymore.

Maybe I was "free in you".

Because you never made me any "promises".

Maybe it isn't fair.

To expect you to "just stay with me".

Because every "moment".

Has to eventually end.

Maybe someday.

I can be the "perfect person"

Maybe.

I will "continue learning".

Maybe I was wrong.

For making you "the reason"

Maybe I just.

"Never grew up according to plans".

Maybe "I am sorry that I can't be perfect".

Maybe I am not.

"But I will try not to think of the pain inside".

Maybe "I saw love".

But "I didn't know what it is".

Maybe I tried to hard.

"To hold you closer".

Maybe you "have been drifting away".

"The only thing I want to do is be with you".

Maybe I shoudln't have made you "my reason to exsist".

"I was sudeuced by the promise of bliss".

Maybe I shouldn't "think back on all these times"

Forgetting "the dreams I left behind".

Maybe "you were there for me".

But the "place for you all my life" seems to be gone.

Maybe someone else will see you as "beautiful" as I always have.

I will just be "insecure from all the pain".

Maybe "You really had a way with me".

"You gave me faith to find my dreams" that I shouldn't have trusted.

Maybe we should have spent more time "listening to the rain".

Because "these are the moments I will remember all my life".

Maybe I should have ignored that "feeling inside me".

Because "they blew me away".

Maybe I never should have "seen your dreams".

Because it never "got better".

Maybe all "the words have been drained from this" brain.

But I can't stop "because I need to tell you goodnight".

Maybe I should have made you "promise to stay with me".

Becuase you knew that "you don't have to ask me".

Maybe I should just go to "sleep".

Because I will never know to "lay down on your shoulder" again.

I meant it when I sent you those songs.

I meant it when they sang.

I meant what they said.

All of them.

Maybe it just matters how you look at things.

Because now it all means something different.