I came here to find myself. I have been bruised and I have bruised people. Said the worst of things.Fought for love that I thought should be mine. Let go when it mattered most. Loved her and hated her. Loved her, hated her. Don't know what to do now. I am much better, I tell myself. But I feel broken, I know. Wish all of these hadn't started. In love, don't give room for doubt. That surely is one way ticket to depression.Now someone hand me down some cold water to calm me. Never being the same. Never. We will meet again. We will. Save some love for me. Just do.
I believe in my goals. Just like everyone else.