Your eyes aren’t the same as before. And you aren’t that same sweet person. People robbed you of parts that I still can’t find. You now laugh when you want to forget. Vanish a little bit more from that you, before. And how it was when each fairytale shattered at your feet. So strong and you smile harder,and you’re fine, you’re fine. Each ‘shrugging it off’ takes you further away. I wish you were that you, before, again. And all I can do is blame them.
Things That I Want To Hear 