Mine Again

Soooo...
Packing for Jamaica.
Thinking bout him...
Feeling kinda... uhmm.... ify.

There are so many things I need to say. And I can't find one way to say it.
I really thought that was it for me.
WHOLE TIME I'm young and I'll bounce back.
And I know I'll find another... easily.
BUT
I was prepared to let down my guard. I realize it is dead.
Period.
It's gone.
But how do I move when I was struck paraplegic.
Couldn't move nothing but my heart.
And you took it with you when you left.

My inspriation is the hatred building up inside me.
How I'll resent you forever.
But I mean it's all good.
It's Dead & Gone.