was pushed to the door with it wide open
but yet i could not take the step to walk away
to turn away from it all
despite all the hurting
despite all the pain
despite all the tears
i couldnt leave.
what does that make me?

i am sorry i lied.
it was a stupid thing to do.

on a much lighter and brighter note
someone makes me laugh
but its another one of those things that is just meant to head straight down the hill.
however
i think i am just addicted to the high.
but right now i really do want it to work
the night air
fast cars
screaming engines screeching tyres
and the laughter.