I can't handle saying goodbye anymore.
Nothing's like it used to be.
I'm not a little girl anymore.
Now, you mean so much more to me.
And the more I think about you,
the harder it is to hold back these tears.
If only things would've gotten easier
throughout the years.
And what tears me apart inside
more than anything,
is that you'll never know how I cry,
everynight when I'm alone,
just me, myself, and I.
I remember every word,
every laugh, every memory,
every part of you that is
a part of me,
and I break down,
until who I am
isn't anyone anymore,
just a puddle of blah
spread out on the floor.
And everyday when my eyes awaken,
I miss you more than my heart can take,
but I'm ashamed to let them see,
so this grin I grin is fake,
and what their eyes can see
leads them to believe it's all okay,
but what they don't know
is that I'm dying,
more and more in every way.
I wish I could accept
that I'm not able to make anything
out of something it's not,
but I can't,
no matter how hard I try,
how much of myself I put into it,
or how much of my courage I've shown,
and I wish, for once, I could smile,
smile a smile without having
to run away from it anymore,
but I can't daddy,
until you come home. |
