“Cause I cant turn to you when it all falls apart” by The Veronicas. This line kept repeating in my head last night, it woke me up from the nightmare I had. What got us close were the things we told each other, now that you’re starting to keep things to yourself, what makes me different than the people in your past? What makes me different than everyone else? Because Im starting to believe in things I keep telling myself not to and it hurt me like fuck to see you in pain when I refused to talk or acknowledge your existence. I wonder how you can make it seem so easy to see me in pain? From today onwards, I just have to keep telling myself that nothing lasts forever.
