I dream of you.

Block.
Whenever you come back I get this feeling I just can't shake. I want you to know I don't want you anymore. I won't let you win me over time and time again. You arn't my moon. Stop trying to pull me towards the shore. "You arn't my goodluck charm anymore." You arn't the only thing on my mind. For better or for worse? In sick and in health? mostly just sick of you. I remember that fall. I fell for someone else with you standing next to me. Can you deal with the fact that my pain is heavy, and I've place it souly on YOUR shoulders? I've got this feeling that things are going to change. Keep praying they do.