~10~

Cause I can't wait to figure out what's wrong with me

So I can say that this is the way that I used to be

There's no substitute for time

Or for the sadness 

His back is toward her again.  He doesn’t move really at all in his chair, she swears he might be dead.  The day is way too long she thinks.  She just can’t bring herself to talk.  She really doesn’t deserve him now for leaving him waiting.  But she still wants him.  She doesn’t know what happened last night and she doesn’t have an excuse for him.  Only empty apologies can fill her thoughts, and she knows none of them will do.  This is her second offense.   

We share the sadness

The split screen sadness

We share the sadness

Split screen sadness 

He doesn’t know how to react now.  He became numb last night to the pain.  He can’t feel, he can’t even tell her how angry he is that she stood him up.  But somehow inexplicably he still wants her.  He hates her…he loves her, end of story.