Let's talk i beg, but i never know what to say
what's the point of clarifying a misunderstanding if it won't change the past
what's the point of explaining myself if it won't change your impression of me
Whats the point of talking about the past when it wont affect the future
And thats when i realise,
no matter how many times I plan a conversation in my head
no matter how many times I try to negotiate
I still never know what to say because I know there is no hope
There is no hope of a future together
There is no point clinging on to the memories of the past
But yet I hold on to that possibility
** i have no idea what I am doing anymore. my brain can't function and im tired, yet I am sleeping so much
