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people have a lot of different excuses for not being able to be where they should be.

friday night, i cant believe its been so long since i had seen your face,

my reasons being simply that i had been restrained,

my fear of flight had gotten the best of me,

as i whisper. the things i couldnt bear to tell you beneath my breath,

i slowly felt myself spiraling into my death,

the phone runs out battery, this call is dead

and all the while, i held inside so much love i needed you to see,

and all the while, you were all that i needed.

this is me, working day and night to find the cure,

hoping god meant for something more,

than arguments, and failed attempts to fix this world.

and while i cant make sense of all i see,

the worst part of all this agony is that,

it hurts you.

dont you think, its ridiculous how they work things out,

simple reasons, complex problems is what were all about.

and all the while, i just wanted to care

yet all the while, i was not there,

i was here, working day and night to find a cure.

hoping god had meant for something more than arguements, and failed attempts,

at fixing this world, 

and though all of things i see arent clear,

the worst part of all my agony, is that,

it hurts you,

and though i never really meant hurt you,

i know that i did,

but i promise from now on, ill be there

and i swear, someday i will find a cure,

i know that god had meant for something more,

than arguments and failed attempts at fixing this world,

and now that everything i see is clear,

i swear past all of the agony, and i, wont hurt you.

cuz i just, love, you..