if only you knew, what i wrote in the black book you gave
the contents and the pressure
if only you could be there for me that day when i needed you the most
if only you could see why I left, was to free you; to let you go
till now, you’re still unclear why i chose to leave
but would you still care if you knew the reason?
when you chose to doubt my love and believe in others?
hurt, is the only thing i feel tonight
how could i go around hurting people like that
when will this end?
Im desperate for a solution, but too scared to face it
Someone, anyone, please hug me