Where do we find that little push we desperately need when we hit bottom? Leave that sucky job that is going nowhere, wake up really early in the morning to workout or leave her when you know deep inside she never loved you? When you've failed time and time again to win her heart but it never was meant to be yours?
My mind is drained, my heart broken into thousands little pieces of liquid sadness and I can't find that little extra in me to walk away.
is plain cowardice or can it be justified as tiny threads of hope still lingering in the void of our failures?
My mind is drained, my heart broken into thousands little pieces of liquid sadness and I can't find that little extra in me to walk away.
is plain cowardice or can it be justified as tiny threads of hope still lingering in the void of our failures?
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