I guess we all knew, it would just end like this. Bitter sweet sour candy that makes me shiver, just like when i see you. I loved when you snuck up behind me, wrapping your sweetly kissable hands around the hip bones of my waist. I don't want to leave you, i don't want to make you cry. I just want what's best for both of us, neither soul to cry. The darkness both went through us, but I still see scars on your arms. Does the depression hurt? I feel it in my sleep. Depression that took over me, i guess it makes me never sleep again. I can feel you...in my heart...my mind and my soul, bounded together by jealousy. Which sorta sucks. I wish that it could all be okay, but it really isn't.

I love you baby,
but it's time to move on.
I promise, it will be like this again. Just, not now. </3