something cliché

i know you forgot
or you didnt see it.

but there's a part of me that screams out that you did it on purpose. that you're turning me off too.

but i know you forgot.
i know you didnt see it.

but that part is still afraid of what you might do to me. there's still a little child who's terrified every day someone will leave her...

i dont trust you to stay.
i dont want to trust anyone.
you cant ask me to trust you.

im confused.

im driving home tomorrow.
im leaving home tomorrow.
they want be to come back.
a fresh start is so inviting...
theyve always taught me that problems follow you.
it's a theory ive never tested.
i dont know if i ever will take that chance.