I’m scared. It feels like the rug’s been pulled out from under my feet. I’m unprepared to see what the future has for me, cause you’re gone. Everything’s gone in the blink of an eye, and it didn’t take long. I guess I’m just not that sort of guy.
Now I’m losing it all, it feels like nothing will come. I loved you, I was happy, am I really that dumb? Is it something I did, or something I said, or just something that we had inside of our heads? I’m a child, a loser, you act like I am. With no ambition, no courage, and no future plans, I'm completely untethered, and I’m nothing but time slipping out through your fingers as long as you’re mine.
I’m grasping at straws, I feel like I’m gonna fall. It’s not the future of us, it’s the future of all. My future feels like inevitable trending towards waking up alone and so near the ending, pleading God why’d you let me waste all of my time? Why did I not see that every second was mine to make something of and I threw it away and I’m saying so much but there’s so much to say.
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