Sunday, February 19, 2012

I Had

I have to pick up the broken pieces of my heart you chewed.
I had to pick up the broken pieces of the glass that I threw.

I have to watch the time pass as quickly as I am waiting.
I had to watch the time pass as slowly as I was fading.

I have to grow out of you; it hurts you ’cause it’s true.
I had to grow; it freed me from loving me, not you.

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