When I look at you, my mind goes on a trip

when everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.... 

How can you hide from what never goes away?

I'm the cause of all of this. I pushed him away, only to then realise my feelings. 

and that's so inconvenient.

I hate myself for loosing him . .

'Strength is nothing more than how well you hide your pain'