no matter how hard i brace myself for the pain to kick in, it would never be less violent. and this is all on me, because this was what i chose: a path that should have been enclosed by a high voltage fence and with a big enough sign that says: KEEP OUT.
i gave in for a temporary high and built dreams in the clouds that passed me by. and i gave you the knife you stabbed my heart with. it all happens so fast. when does love end? how does it leave you? when you've decided to unlove someone, what are the next steps? the thing with all of this is falling in and out of love has no special set of instructions that everyone can follow.
if i could make instructions and label everything right, maybe i can save someone the heartache someday.
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