Wednesday, March 24, 2010

When I love you a little less than before.

we're running to the fire when there's nothing left to save.

How come my efforts were never good enough?

I've tried so hard.



It scares me, really.

When I can never be your best.



It hurts.

When I've tried so hard and

everything just seems like I've never tried

and being misunderstood.

I'm too sick of explaining myself already.

So let me put it this way,

I'm never good enough.

No I'm not.

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互相伤害, 我们之间... 只能剩下这个吗?
我们...到底是几时失去了刚开始时的了解?
然而
我们又怎样
从了解变成厌烦?

I'm sorry it's been this sickening.

*

it's like chasing the very last train when we both know
it's too late.

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