To decipher a pull from a tug.

I anticipate a long night to sort this mess out. To find once again, that path i strayed from. Is it possible to get back on, or is the path closer the one i'll be drawn to. How could i let this get so far? Hope, something that has always let me down.

You know, i wrote a few pages worth of reasons why i loved you yesterday, by this afternoon, it was torn. I dont know why i stay anymore, im not sure what part of me wont let go. Its all the same these daysweeks.

Please dont push me, i need some room to think.

The questions always gets me into trouble.
Wheres justin when ya need him?