Trying to find my way, I lay there confused, suprised, and in dismay. I tried to wrap my head and my mind around thoughts that keep coming back to me. Somewhere maybe I met you and couldn't say, couldn't stay, who knows if we were ment to be but now I've made my way away from the sun. Maybe it didn't last long enough, maybe its not ment to be, but confussion is more then just my enemy. His heart had thoughts he tried to make before, he couldn't do it, his decision would get him ignored. Would he leave them both, then despise would be easy for them on his broken heart. He doesn't know what to say or do, he was there before and it hurt for awhile after he decided to do what he had to. Now he doesn't feel the hurt, or the her from before, he doesn't need her anymore.
