Maybe one day, i'll make the right decision.
Maybe some one will save me.
Maybe one day i'll save you like i tried doing for 3 years, and this time i'll succeed.
Maybe one day i'll stop fucking up our lives and we can be happy.
Maybe sometime soon i can move away from here. and leave you and your little girl alone and happy.
Maybe later he'll start caring about me and i won't miss you so god damn much.
Maybe in time I'll jump back into my body so i stop being so fucking honest and typing
everything out for the world to see.Maybe tomorrow my mom will actually call a doctor to get me checked out.
Maybe i'll just fucking call myself like the 18 year old i am.
Maybe at the concert we'll look at eachother, smile, hug, and take on the night and fight off our demons together to the sound of patrick stump singing.
Maybe one day, we'll understand what was supposed to happen.
Remember that eventually you got me to jump.

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