This is the Tale of the Tape of the Heart.
One min. I wanna be alone. Next, I wanna be with her.
One min.:
It's not right 4 us to be together.
We're too opposite.
She's not ready.
Maybe I'm not ready.
We always fight.
We always hurt.
We're killing each other.
Next Min.:
Nothin' wrong about us being together.
We're one in the same.
She's been built for this.
So have I.
We make up just as quick.
We always heal.
We keep each other alive.
One min.:
I hurt her too much to go back.
Maybe so much so that she's grown tired.
Maybe there's somebody else.
Maybe I honestly blew it this time.
Next min.:
I can fix her hurt, so I can go back.
She said she loved me.
Nobody else but me.
Maybe I there's hope for me after all.
I'm conflicted inside.
Can't choose. It's too delicate.
Damn you "Time". You never make shit easy.
One min. Next min.
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