conan

i want to tell her, oh yes i do but i know i can't, or else they'll get her too so i'm stuck here waiting, watching in my own brand of hell that i caused cause now its too late, the deed is done cant take it back, can't be undone i'm by her side yet so far away i hear her crying but i can say those words she wants, needs to hear cause i'm 7 when i'm suppose to be 17 cause of my damn curiosity and my own personal brand of luck so all i can do is listen and hurt and wait, wait for the day that i can get those who did this to me and make sure the one i love will never cry cause of me again