Hrm.

I feel like a heartbreaker right now... in the sense that I've hurt... a lot of people.

That a lot of ties have been broken.

I'm not happy about that.

I guess I've known this for a while.

But I've been thinking about a lot of what ifs...

Probably should stop wasting my time on that...



To you: Sorry, I wonder how things would've been. Maybe we can sit and talk again one day, when my heart isn't in a hundred places... ha.



There's always a risk.

//draft.

It’s all sand,

Running through my hands.

I need a rock.

I need a savior.