december 23th, 2001 / 12:16 a.m.

fuck the thought
that i had a reason to have hope
i never should have let myself believe
that something as good as this could be true
i should have known the answer wasn't you
you need to know you have my heart
you need to know it's not ok
i'm not ok.
i'm lying when i tell you i am
it's tearing me apart
and i don't know what the fuck to do anymore
the the thought of love
fuck the thought of hope.

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