You're done. You're gone. You're the past. They're all the future.

So im sittin here today
thinkin away about the times we've had and....
nah...that sounds corny so heres tha real sh!t.......
So theres you, always sayin im disapointin
when ur the one who's always judgin all this sh!t i can't controll
its like a sickness to me
always goin back to the ones that should be pushed so far away, with an open wound
& you just keep doin this sh!t when in the end its "all my fault, cuz iv put this upon myself"
for what reasons? for falling for someone i should'nt have? Not talking to someone for my own selfish reasons,
but oh wait! thats an uncontrollable force. for you all require so much attention, that i simply have none left to give.
sh!t, you'd think id b used to the constant reminder of the biggest mistake iv made.
but im sick of talkin bout this sh!t that means nothin to knowone but me..
all this pointless drama thats stupid for me to be in. one friend was lucky enough to escape it all without a care in the world bout us anymore.
were done. were gone. were the past. their all the future for her.
i guess we were a good time consumer..
but thats all. we were winter. their all summer.
&& now i pity tha fool whos turn it is to have 'winter' next year for i know tha sh!t that goes on during it..
and the pain and courage you gotta go through all through fall, tryin to get into the winter point...then in winter tryin to keep you're place though all the sh!tyou gotta handle, not just you're feelings, but that persons also, for if you don't and can't handle both, you lose 'trust'..you lose 'confidence'..you lose..'yourself'...
....or whats left of 'you' anyways...
it seems like before this person came into you're life, you had no feelings to share, but now, they spill over the rim of the glass...onto the floor...no mop to help you out..
..just yourself...all that that person has left of 'you'.
then going into the phase of 'summer'....you feel lost...alone....for you lost all the ones who would have always been there, not just using you
as a time consumer....all for the person who just needed someone there..you were that person that they needed, you were always there, no matter what, you always went back, people called you crazy,they called it obsession, but i, i called it love. love of a true friend.....&& even though all this sh!t has happand, torn you apart..&& spit you out all over again over the span of 'winter';
and then you realize, to that person....
you're done. you're gone. you're the past. They're all the future.