Every drop an echo and reminder of the searing pain, as each tear rolls down my face it feels like a flood of memories has followed close behind…. and I wonder “Will it ever not feel like this?!” ? I want so badly to not love you anymore, if that’s what it takes to satisfy this torment inside me James,but I can’t…I just can’t do it…..I can’t let you go….I can’t get you out of my damn head.
I HATE MYSELF FOR THAT.