You said to me that I am not aware of how much I hurt your feelings

I would have liked to say, you have no idea how much I do for you 

You really will never be able to know 

But that faulty confession put some ground between us 

You have to work to gain that back

::Packing process::

This is the price we have to pay for letting our bodies do the talking 

All we can do is worry

Dealing with the disconnect 

We, worked up try to heal ourselves 

Tell yourself you will be ok

You will be

It just takes time

Strange, the way we deal with attachment 

Taking risks, what we know are wrong 

A natural take over 

Excuses to make things ok 

Becoming part of us 

I need to learn to loosen these ties

Because in some cases they don't exist