it's not a cry for help... she's just tired of the silence
why is it that the beginning is so sweet but the end so blaine?
perhaps it's the numbness.... he says she seeks attention, but she's just
a lonely soul... isolated because she tried to be like him. what happens when you put a butterfly in a glass jar and close the lid? we're both dying ... i want to be your friend but i can't love you like i had before.... when we had a future together. now it's nothing. i'm sad and feel like you don't care anymore.... we might as well break it off but i can't because i miss the you and me of four years ago. we've drained the life out of each other.... what to do when i can bring myself to do it?
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