Where do I turn, when everyone has left and I’m stuck at the edge of my bed burying my head in my hands? I could lie to myself and say that you’ll come back, and I could wait here for hours convincing myself that I’m right, or I can get up and finally move on. But when gravity isn't the only thing holding you down, and you feel her words push you to the ground all you can do is crawl to your own grief. I promised myself I wouldn't let myself get this low, and I told myself I wouldn't let this tie me down. If I was being honest I’d tell you that I’m not okay, that I’m getting to the point where I want to give up on trying to breathe. I've never felt more alone, but I guess this is all I’ll ever know. I wanna sleep in my grave, because I find more comfort in sleeping with death than lying in my bed awake without you there. These words may be useless to you, and they wont bring you back, and I might be wasting my time but all I can do is try. All I want is to have you back but God knows that won’t happen.
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