Broken

Broken by Lifehouse

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The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight. Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time.

Time goes by faster as we get older. [I'm crying right now.] I have a high chance of not staying in my currebt school next year, 'cuz there's a VERY BIG CHANCE that we will move VERY FAR AWAY from here. T__T

I don't want to move. Nobody does, right? I already have great friends and a great school here. If we move, I'll miss all of it, especially my friends.

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I'm fallin' apart...I'm barely breathing. With a broken heart...that's still beating.

Since we have a high chance that we will move somewhere very far away, I've been having second thoughts about Clyde. If I continue contact with him, I'll just fall for him again and again and again and again. If I cut contact right now, I'll just be hurting him for the rest of the year until I'm gone.

In other words, if I count my days, I'll be hurting him the whole year. If I make my days count[like making somone happy(Clyde)], I'll be hurt in knowing the fact that this could be our last moments. I'm really not sure what to do.

The terrible thing is, I think I'm fallin' for him again, cuz like he keeps giving me stuff. I already stopped giving him stuff on special occasions. He texts me sometimes, and I reply when I really shouldn't[well, I don't wanna be rude]. .

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