good-byes are new beginnings.

I hate to admit, but things still didn't work out. 
We tried, and it never seemed to play out right.

Time does that to people.
I guess it was inevitable.
Bound to happen.
What's meant to be will always find a way.

I honestly can't just come back. This time I cried far too many tears.
I saw it coming, I really did, but it still killed me.
Now as I dangle here by a thread, I tell you, I feel numb.
Like I should have known this would happen.
You know how when you get a deep cut, it eventually scabs over, and only hurts when your skin is tugging, or when you pick at it? Well our scab kept getting picked, and eventually it turned to a scar, and we all know, if you have had a terrible scar, you cant really feel it once it has healed: that's how you know it's finally "all better". The nerves are all fucked up and you just don't feel anything.
That's pretty much exactly how I feel right now

Then part of me rejoices for what I had with him.
All the smiles and good times,
but then I sit here and muse over whether they were real.

Then scars prove it was real.

But now I'm gone. Long gone.
Time to pack up and move on, again.
This time, maybe I'll be strong enough to turn away.

Lyrics explain what I can't.
different songs, make me feel different ways. >.<

Our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use
The tools and gifts we got yeah, we got a lot at stake
And in the end, you're still my friend at least we did intend
For us to work we didn't break, we didn't burn
We had to learn how to bend without the world caving in
I had to learn what I've got, and what I'm not
And who I am

I get so tired of living like this
I don't have the time, neither do my friends
To stay up at night to pull me through
And to find the things to keep my mind off of you

So, now tell me, what do you want? What do you want?
What do you want from me?