Monday, November 23, 2009

Picking Up The Pieces

A: "What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you? What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're ok? I'm falling to pieces. One still in love while the other one's leaving. Because when a heart breaks no it don't break even."

B: "I want you to know that it doesn't matter where we take this road someone's gotta go. And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better, but I want you to move on so I'm already gone."

A: "You're everything I thought you never were and nothing like thought you could have been. But still you lived inside of me, so tell me how is that you're the only one I wish I could forget. The only one I loved and not forgive. And though you've break my heart, you're the only one.

And though there are times when I hate you because I can't erase the times that you hurt me and put tears on my face. And even now I hate you its pains me to say 'I know I'll be there at the end of the day'."

B: "Well it’s hard to belong to a girl or a song, in the case of a selfish believer. And it’s strange to be lost, stranger still to belong on the strings of a twisting line.

When the path I have made from the grass to the grave, I will love you still.
And when the sand turns to glass, and all that’s left is the past,
I will love you still."

Good bye, you.