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It's a shame I let myself care so much, do I really care at all? What do I love, your words or your touch? It's not fair you make me play your sick game. I don't want your pleasure or your fame. Everything falls apart, but this fell apart so soon. I never thought that you'd remember, But it all collapsed under the moon. I've been hurt before, but never abused. Now I lay on the floor, broken and used. It's no longer so hard for me, I've finally made up my mind. I'm stronger then you thought, you can no longer have me in your bind. Day's after I left, I've come to realize. Something I've truely known the whole time, your love was not that great a prize. Written August 5th, 2001 © on Aug 04 2001 04:16 PM PST 0 • 1
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"It's a shame I let myself care so much,..."