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Just Make It Quick and Painless, I Can't Get Much More Numb Then This.

I�m getting that feeling in the pit of my stomach that this may be nearly over now,
and I�ve just about run out of options again.
Did you ever even hear my heart sinking?
I still do everyday.
I know I can�t really expect you to give me straight answers,
not as long as I�m afraid to ask these questions�
it just wouldn�t be fair.
Even in this very moment my heart beat is racing at a mile per minute.
Could you at least explain how or why?
I�m still struggling.
I�m at a loss for words and your silence is only leaving me breathless.
You�re like a drug I�ve never really done�
far enough away and almost losing your touch,
but I�ve been high like this for days now.
Could I get away with claiming I�m only addicted to the distance that�s between us?
Probably not,
but I already knew that somehow.
I can�t take anymore,
but what other amount would do this kind of damage?
How much is too much when I haven�t even had any at all?
I can see that you�ve had just about enough of me,
and I�m honestly glad you got your fill.
Now I�m left here alone,
self-inducing this sickness to purge you from my system,
hoping that forcing you out before you say it�s over will make goodbye hurt a little less.
We both know I�m just wasting vital fluids on our borrowed time.
I didn�t even have to ask for this overdose,
and I know you would�ve never offered anyways.
It just happened on its own I guess,
and there�s no antidote available to replace your crime.
So don�t stick around here for my sake,
you�re not doing me any favors.
I�m stronger then you think,
And I can take care of myself.
If you�re just stringing me along until you�re sure of someone else,
then do us both a favor and cut this cable.
Drop me off,
but rest assured I�ll survive this crash as it catches my fall.
I�ve had more then enough experience in being let down at this point in life.
It�s the noose,�
Those damn chains around my neck which choke me as you drag us on.
I will admit though,
I kind of did ask for this in a way.
You were my favorite prescription,
A personal heroin,
after all.
I just wish I had read the warning label before it came to this,
I would�ve known it was the sobering up and coming down that would kill me in the end.
You left me all strung-out.
Now I�m checking myself into rehab before things get any worse.
Maybe all I really need is some clarity and a clean slate to start over new�
Or maybe I just need another reason to have a full blown relapse.
Just one last excuse.
I know that has time fades my heart may finally heal from this,
but I still hope you knew that my feelings for you would hang around forever.
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