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You all assume that I'm foolish - that I'm blind to what happened to me. Some of you assume that I'll come back, some of you assume that I'm making a mistake - others say that I should have done this a long time ago.
Some of you say that I will fail and go back, some of you say that I won't find anyone - most of you say that I'll be fine. Some of you blame her, some of you blame me, most of you blame me - because I was blind, to your eyes.

Some of you assume that I was blinded by my dreams and by my love. What if I knew exactly what was going on? I knew that I was receiving pain and that my chances were slim. But I believe that there are some things that are worth fighting for - I fought for this to work and now I fight for me to change.

I'm not stupid and I was never blind to it. I could see what was going on. Every time I doubted her love, I was correct. Every time I felt something was off, I was correct.

Watch me lock the door to that life and watch me move on. Or don't, I need no eyes upon me. Watch me, or don't, assume things, or don't - Eventually, I'll see my heart satisfied.


Call me a romantic, call me a fool. Call me a dreamer, call me an optimist. Call me a sentimentalist, call me an idiot. My heart only has room for love. I won't allow my life to be invaded by sadness any more. I don't want to have to scream so you understand the words I speak. I don't want to have to break your habits for you. I told you that I would be there for you. I am. But you're not being you - so I'll find someone new.

Life is beautiful and I'll see you become back ground noise - another white girl, who dreams of little but screams at most.