Things always gets worse
I take it back
All the joy
That i gave
Or the love oh or enough finding a way ...
Love dies with us
With regrets reaches our  souls
Before i gave you myself
I was only a shadow


"I was getting kinda like to being  someone you loved
It's easy to say  but it's  never the same
I kinda liked the way you helped escape...."

I was listening to blake stadnik "memorized"
Will i ever find my way to you

how far he thinks we're going to last
all i know for sure is that i'll end up hating him
or worse hating myself 
people usually fall in love passionally unconditionally blindly rashly and deeply 
no harm if he tries  to make me feel like i'm all of his world
like he won the lottery
he never did
he'll never will