if being alone & unable to sleep in JFK isn't bad enough, it doesn't help when you find out things you don't really wanna know, things that make you feel like you've been stabbed in the heart, not just once, but maybe, like, a thousand times.

a long time ago, i told you i would do anything to earn back your trust. and i thought we've come a long way. now, to you, what you did, its like you don't think its a big deal. and you don't seem to care whether i trust you a not. its like, take it or leave it. its like, bear with it, or too bad. i wonder who told you what being in a relationship means. because i don't think you know what it is. or treasure it.

it used to be about love... but now... love isn't enough anymore.

but nothing's greater
than the rush that comes with your embrace
and in this world of loneliness
i see your face
yet everyone around me
thinks that i'm going crazy, maybe, maybe

but i don't care what they say
i'm in love with you
they try to pull me away
but they don't know the truth
my heart's crippled by the vein
that i keep on closing
you cut me open and i

keep bleeding
keep, keep bleeding love

why did things have to become like this. since when did everything change. when did i lose you. or were you never mine to begin with?