Broken Lines

I thought that i could fix these broken lines again. result of lives we tried, and tried so hard to forget. there's a space between what we want to say. are we just an afterthought on someone else's list? did you ever hear a word i said? you took and stole this part of me. so permanent, these scars won't go away. won't let it happen again. i thought that this would change, but i'm feeling the same way as i did yesterday. you never said a word, just headed for the coast. no explanation for how you felt, not even a fucking note. is this what you want? won't try and stop you. how was i to know? now you're gone