after all that has happened,i guess i'm just a little bit more scared.
everytime i see you turn your back away from me,my heart breaks a bit more.
everytime i think about the fog surrounding what's going to happen to us,i feel just that bit more down.
everytime i get riled up,i think this is the end.
i cried in the taxi home today,and i realised its cos i'm too attached.i can't afford to lose you anymore.and that's not the way it was supposed to be.
somehow it makes me wonder whether letting go before it gets too far makes it all the better.
