I Never Pray, But Tonight I'm On My Knees.

I wonder if, a year from now, you'll still think of me. That girl you used to know. The only person that knew you inside out.

Maybe I'll call you.

Maybe I won't.

I probably will.

But when it comes down to it, what are you going to do when I'm states away, and you finally fall apart? Honey, I can handle myself. I've proven it time and time again. But if you think that this sort of life you have is acceptable, running away from everything and just hoping it will go away on its own, well, then you have some growing up to do.

I'm not sure how much longer I can hold your hand through this if you aren't willing to wake up and realize what's happening in front of your own goddamn face.

But I'm never letting go.

Don't let me run away from you. I don't want to become you. Take me, hold me, fix me, love me.
Make me smile like I know you can.