It’s a beautiful thing if you learn to be independent and strong on your own— to not always depend on others. Because you know that you can’t trust everyone in this world. People come and go. And if you learn to be happy on your own, and someone else comes along that is able to add on to that happiness of yours— it’s a feeling like no other.
Broken promises die, like roadkill
Their on the side of the street
Concrete casualties of love
Chewed up and spit out
Raise high then dropped down
And now I don’t know what’s left of me.
(but)I’ll collect myself and crawl through the shadows.
Reach up my hands to the sky and shout out
I’ll never make these same mistakes again.
Cause someone up there holds the key to my heart
I’d do everything to tear it apart
By never allowing myself to let you win.
Dash Berlin - Better half of me.
The blindness of our condition is that we delude ourselves into believing that they will care about us too the way we care about them. We stray to have a chance and to stand a shot, when all along we have only seen what we wanted. We have seen the side of our ignorant condition while fooled by…