Im sorry.
I cant live a lie.
did I hear you right?
[shocked, smile crushed
like squeezed lemons,
it's empty]
Its time for me to go. Actually
Its been overdue.
whats been overdue? Whatre you saying to me?
[voice collapsed, shrunk, only a whisper
like a dried leaf,
shriveled, broken]
I cant do this anymore.
stay here. I need you
[knees of gelatin, quiver, fall
resting on the cold ground,
chilling bones]
You dont need me.
yes I do. Stay with me. I can give you anything you want !
[hands shake, cold winds blow,
hope flies away, next time,
hold on tighter]
Look... Here's the thing: You cant give me what I want.
Because I dont want you.
you don't want me? What about all those times
Those places weve seen,
Those memories weve had,
The mountains weve overcome
Will it all go to waste?
[Eyes dull, mind numb
machine unable to work,
out of order]
Well
This is one mountain we will not overcome.
These memories are best thrown in the trash.
Why would you keep memories that will bring you pain?
it once brought me happiness. I will always want to remember when I would be happy. And I was happy with you. Werent you happy with me?
[breath shallow, lungs empty
heave desperately to
fill the missing spaces
inside]
No.
Listen..
Im doing this for you.
if this is what you need to do
[frozen, searching for hope in a wasteland
lathered in despair,
there's nothing here anymore]
yes.
promise me. Promise me that you wont forget us
[heart heavy, soul sore,
trust betrayed,
it'll be harder to trust
next time
(if there is)]
Good-bye.
You wont see me again. I promise that much.
[each step away..
breaks my heart.
this is when
I fall apart.]













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Eddie: You are gay. Act like it once in your life.
Peaches: Youre a man. Act like it once in your life.
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Eddie: You are gay. Act like it once in your life.
Peaches: Youre a man. Act like it once in your life.
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Though you hold me still,
I shudder like the thunderstorm Miseria-Cantare
That's how I look at life. Though things change, you will always remember the emotion from before. You can forgive, but it's much much much harder to forget.
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