So tell me this.
Tell me that I can be brave enough to change.
Tell me that the words that hurt can be forgotten.
Tell me that scars don't last forever (time heals even though it waits for no one),
Tell me that tomorrow's sunrise will.
Tell me that the people I love will always be with me.
Tell me that they will never change.
Tell me that hope makes all things possible.
Tell me something, anything.
Tell me that the words that hurt can be forgotten.
Tell me that scars don't last forever (time heals even though it waits for no one),
Tell me that tomorrow's sunrise will.
Tell me that the people I love will always be with me.
Tell me that they will never change.
Tell me that hope makes all things possible.
Tell me something, anything.
Labels: An old life.
posted by raggedee_ann at 12:43 AM
1 Comments:
You tell me.
Your words echo the cry of my heart.
I cannot deal with the load of shit Life is handing me now.
I miss you.
I love you.
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