The month of december is comming up again. Another year without my beloved grandmother. To make it even better i have a fresh gash in my chest. Maybe by then i'll forget about my long lost friend. He went away the day you cut your hair. I feel like someone close to me died, it's not like i will ever get to see him in the halls anymore and one day maybe i'll forget about him. Just like you will forget about me, because your not the one that loved me. All my previous wounds are re-opening and i'm as vunerable as ever.
Remember that night in tahoe we were laying on the couch and i started crying because i was afraid of dying
you held me close and told me that maybe it's more comforting then i think
i truley fell in love with you that night.
Foolish me, I can't ever give my heart to someone. They just toss it aside and move on to the next new thing
I feel like i'm beyond repair, i've turned back into the heartless bitch i was a year ago.
not letting anyone in to get to know the real me,
they can't get to close they might break something..
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