Some days I just want to move away. But I can’t. Not because of her, but because of you. And that makes me hate you. Because I’ll never be able to make a decision on my own again. And it makes me hate me. Because it’s my fault.
Some days I just want to move away. But I can’t. Not because of her, but because of you. And that makes me hate you. Because I’ll never be able to make a decision on my own again. And it makes me hate me. Because it’s my fault.