Surrendering myself to you was never easy.
And when I finally managed to,
when I finally managed to get out those last few words
that broke through the walls and tore down old
paranoia, mistakes and insecurities,
I thought I had won.
But when you,
when you dove right back into that flaked and frayed sky,
I knew.
I knew that our surrenders had turned to sacrifice,
without reward.

When I said, dont hold your breath,
what I really meant was, please dont let this happen.
When I said, have fun fucking up the rest of your life,
what I really meant was, it shouldnt be this way.
When I said, let me be,
what I really meant was, dont leave again.

But when I said, I love you,
I meant it.