When the setting sun decidesto weigh my heart down,I'll wish, instead,that it was gravity's doing.
When the wind decidesto carry your scentin my direction,I'll realize that I'm an expertat following paths.
But when fate decidesthat you would onlyhave left me broken,I'll know that I was waitingfor all of the wrong reasons
-JL
Ironic isn't it when a person says 'I don't want to be hurting you' when hurting was all he did the whole entire time. Maybe she's blind to see the goodness in all he did. Or maybe, there's no maybe, at all.