ordinarynat
I'm all strung out, I don't know where to think, where to go. I'm all strung out, and I'm hanging on the fence, bound to choose one side or the other. Let me go, let me go, you say, and I simply can't because I'm love with you.
Half of my heart is in pieces, half of my heart in his hand. The whole of my heart is set in my soul, the other in another person's thoughts.