I know I made a promise
that I couldn't keep.
I can't figure out a way to tell her.
THE TRUTH IS.... And I can't complete my sentence
soon as I find the words I know this would be the end.
I don't want to lose you but deep inside I feel like I already did.
Because if I tell you the truth it is only more and more damage.
Lying from the bottom of my feet to the crown of my head.
Paranoid.
Losing Sleep.
Over what I did.
Stalling.
Trying not to think about it.
I try to tell myself
I have to...