I was truly messed up until you found me,
not able to live life as I should.
And yet, I'm thinking of going back.
I did things I wasn't supposed to do,
things my parents would kill me for.
Only for you,
Should I have been so commited?
I do not know, but you do.
You, who know me better than I know myself.
It hurts as I write this,
and I'm not ashamed to say that I've burst int to tears,
but I think that I mght have to say goodbye.
I don't know if it's for good,
Depends when I can talk safely again.
My last word to you,