I squint at the sun, but i see only you and the paroxysm.

I know i should probably just let go. I mean, i'm definitely not good enough for you.

Still, i'm holding on so stubbornly when i know it would seem more prudent if i just moved on with my life.

It's not easy, you know?

All i want now, besides having things back the way they were, is to look at you everyday without you looking at me.

That would be bliss. =)

39 days left to suffer, 39 days left to make things right.