Meet me at the well.....

I don't know what I've done
Or if I like what I've begun
But something told me to run
And honey you know me it's all or none
There were sounds in my head
Little voices whispering
That I should go and this should end
Oh and I found myself listening

'Cos I dont know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
'Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood

See I thought love was black and white
That it was wrong or it was right
But you ain't leaving without a fight
And I think I am just as torn inside

'Cos I dont know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
'Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood
And I won't be far from where you are if ever you should call
You meant more to me than anyone I ever loved at all
But you taught me how to trust myself and so I say to you
This is what I have to do

'Cos I dont know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
'Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood
Oh, she who dares to stand where I stood


My heart is broken. I didn't think this would ever happen to me. I thought I was one of the lucky ones who found the one on the first try. I put everything I had into the relationship, and I watched it fail.

I've spent the day listening to Missy Higgins on repeat (see song above) and crying in public. I cried on the bus, I cried at Chilli's, I cried in the computer lab. I have become that girl. I promised myself I would be strong, that it wouldn't get to me. Well, it got to me. I broke. And I have no clue what to do with myself, how to be, anything. I never understood the complexity of being broken hearted, and how much it really hurt me.I don't know what to do. I'm used to being held when I'm hurt, and now I have no one. My heart no longer belongs to me.

I don't know how to get it back....