in another time, in another place
forty five days.
forty six days.
forty seven will come just as fast and i remember the good, and not the bad.
and my heart hurts.
i push the bad parts into my head, because it makes it easier.
i dont verbalize what i miss.
i hang on, and let you. but i wont cross the line. i wouldnt make it.
this is what im doing.
this isn't what i want.
forty six days.
forty seven will come just as fast and i remember the good, and not the bad.
and my heart hurts.
i push the bad parts into my head, because it makes it easier.
i dont verbalize what i miss.
i hang on, and let you. but i wont cross the line. i wouldnt make it.
this is what im doing.
this isn't what i want.