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Sunday, August 30, 2009

Music: Into Your Arms - The Maine

It's haunting this state that I'm in. Nothing seems right and I'm constantly restless.

I want to get to you, but I can't. Why is that always the case?

I want to make this decision, my decision now without any form of regrets.

No, I can't tell fact from fiction right now but I can't stand living in doubt anymore. I want finality; closure.

So I'm calling it quits, even if it feels like the single most hardest and painful thing to do.