Which To Bury; Us Or The Hatchet?
(excerpts from a song that i thot i'd alter to fit my situation)

I think you know what I'm getting at.
I find it so upsetting that, the memories that you select:
you keep the bad, but the good you just forget.
and even though I'm angry, I can still say:
I know my heart will break the day when you peel out and drive away.
And all this time I never thought, that all we had would be all for not.

No, I don't hate you.
don't want to fight [with] you.
know I'll always love you...

Make your decision and don't you dare think twice.
go with your instincts, along with some bad advice.
this didn't turn out the way I thought it would at all.
you blame me, but some of this is still your fault.
I think you know what I'm getting at:
[if] you say goodbye, I just don't want you regretting that.

and wisdom always chooses these black eyes and these bruises,
over the heartache that they say never completely goes away.
I just can't believe this happened.
and one day we'll see this come around.

what happened to us?
i heard that it's me we should blame.
what happened to us?
why didn't you stop me from turning out this way?

and know that I don't hate you
and know that I don't want to fight [with] you
and know that I'll always love you...

changedfish....