thegooddoctor

Haunted by you and the words you last spoke to me. You push and then you pull. How can you do the things you do? I knew how things would be all along, but i wouldnt back down.... til the end, only you wont let it end or own up to what is right. I held up my end of the deal where is yours? Drunk and sad i think of you, wasting thoughts and memories of you, hating all the people i see, even the ones that maybe, love me, or the friends i have. Will all my friends that i have please stand up, only there is noone in the room, and this isnt my room anyways