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Will I ever be the reason why somebody crumbles when I cry?Will I be your favorite line?I think I've only gotta play an angel to allBut bad guys are always harder to lose behindI'm enough, never too muchA spark, a flame in a lightbulbNever taking up spacein a placeOr your heart...Not a tattooOr a song that gets stuck in your mindA sticky note, a band-aidJust so easy to rip offAin't that right?So how can I be a faucet running downHow can i be too much n yet enough?I'm never good enoughNot you, or the ones before, or anyone at allI should be a dollQuiet, always there n enoughI'm too much n yet not enoughSorry for that, loveMahsa_a بیست......

I'm tired. I want to disappear. No, i want to fade away. بیست......

I just omit all the pain n sorrow i feel n suffice to say that i'm leaving. I stopped checking your channel weeks ago n made the promise not to do it till next year. N tonight, after I came across some frustrations, i decided it was time to leave. You. The group we shared. Your number. Our messages. Your pics. I haven't checked your channel for the last time either. I didn't say goodbye. I didn't tell you i love you or that i miss you. Or the fact that you n your love will probably haunt me forever. I just left. N you probably don't care cuz it seems like you deleted my number long ago. Ouch? But oh well, that's what you do isn't it? You punch me in stomach n heart. You make me blue n bruised even when we don't talk anymore.But i'm leaving. I will forever wonder who you'll end up with. But i won't have your number anymore. I won't use it. N i won't go back to 505. So goodbye to route 505. بیست......