All I have tonight is the company of my slow paced breaths and my horse racing thoughts.
I'd be better off without you, I know it, you know it and so do they. I tell them I'm trying and that I'm getting better day by day and I both know that's not the case.
I live a lie.
I want to be released from your torturous love game, at least that's what I'd like to think.
but deep down a part of me enjoys the chase, the pain and the constant longing for your affection.
so I guess that makes two of us.