ohmygosh;ily
well you might hide behind your computer
screen. & I might hide behind my music,
& she might hide behind her sports.
but the truth of it is, we all have something
that we`re hiding. & maybe we should
stop running for cover, cause what might
happen when those things can`t defend us anymore?
<3
You want to know why I broke up with him? Well, here it is. I’m not even sure if it’s what you would call a proper reason, but it made, well, it still does make sense to me. Before we went out we were the best of friends, I could tell him anything and everything and know that he wouldn’t tell another soul. He was there for me through some of the hardest times of my life, and some things I don’t even know if I’ll go through again but he was there while it happened. And it may seem like an exaggeration but he stopped me from doing the unspeakable, yet he didn’t have a clue. I was at a point in my life where everything had come crashing down on me at once; friends, family, drugs, enemies. Everything had collapsed and I just wanted out. I had no doubts that I was sick of life. But then I started talking to him and everything spilled out, he helped me through it all and didn’t judge me what-so-ever. He was simply amazing. And then we got together, it was brilliant, I won’t deny that but if I had stayed with him any longer than I had it would have ended it complete and utter heartbreak and I’d know that we’d never have that same closeness again. I had to end it, I had no choice. If I lost him as that much of a friend, god knows what could’ve happened.
But that doesn’t matter anymore. I’ve managed to ruin it anyway </3
