Broken
I try to hold on, but it hurts to much.
I try to forgive but it’s not enough, to make it all okay.
I hate you as much as I love you.
So tell me, where do we go from here?
What would you do if you were me?
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I try to hold on, but it hurts to much.
I try to forgive but it’s not enough, to make it all okay.
I hate you as much as I love you.
So tell me, where do we go from here?
What would you do if you were me?
September 25, 2011 at 2:53 am
“The best friends are the ones you don’t have to talk to everyday, who understand why you didn’t take their advice to not call him or why you keep going back to him after he breaks your heart, who listens when they’ve heard the same story a thousand times, the ones who call just to say hi, and whether you’re dancing on the table or passed out drunk, they’ll turn and say, hell yeah, that’s my best friend.” @twin