Let me go

I can feel you grabbing me from my arm, begging to come back into your life. I snatch my arm from your grasp. Breathless, I take off. I won't be coming back.

Later..

You watched my steps, you realized what kind of mess you've put me through. You decide to let me go, let my grudge fade away. Thanks. But you still don't deserve my company. You've got to figure it on your own.

Hey David Driessen. It's ok, I forgive you. Maybe it wasn't meant to be. Thanks for being an asshole and welcoming me into your arms of deception.







Today was not a good day. How am I going to get there tomorrow? Can clarence bring me? Maybe I should ask Aaron to take me there.