It's really hard. I can't cry in your arms. Cause you're not here. It's not your fault. And if it was I wouldn't care. . My heart is bigger than the distance.
Been through the wringer a couple times. I came out callous and cruel. And my two friends know this very well. Because they went through it too. The three of us were initiates.
Why, do you care what people think. Are you hooked up to their leash?. You know, anklebiters!. Ate up your personality. Try, to remember how it felt. To just make up your own steps.