make me whole, once again.

i don't quite understand,
and it seems like,
i'v got nothing else more to
look forward to every morning.

its sucha weird feeling i get,
to see myself laughing away,
but crying on the inside.
i hope i could run far, faraway,
and find comfort in pain.

And, baby, it's killing me,
i know it's killing you too,
e both of us tryin' to be strong.



8:04 PM