Turning Back
"I hope I didn't hurt you"
"I'm sorry that I can't tell you the words you want to hear"
"Thanks for being honest with me"
"I hope we'll still be friends"
I'm afraid to tell you that I won't stay friends with somebody who broke my heart into pieces, tore it into shreds and left it in the cold to get washed away like a chalk outline. Things won't stay the way they we're. Because now I'm left without happiness, without emotions only regrets that I got to know you.
There's no turning back.