did you, happen to, get the letter that i sent to younnit explained, everything, that i feel in the worst waynni didnt mean to say those thingsnnit was just the anger talkingnni didnt mean to write those thoughtsnnas i sit trying to race this clocknnnnnow i am, stuck in this paradoxnni dont know if or who i can trustnnim all alone, you havent grownnnand these gaps have yet to be sewnnnnnevery second my watch goes blanknnmy eyes blink like a missing frame nnin my life and there goes yoursnnnow were both stuck in this metaphornnas i stand in this mirror of hatenni resemble what i used to bennbut it is so far away nnand i dont think that its in reachnnnnnow i am, stuck in this paradoxnni dont know if or who i can trustnnim all alone, and you havent grownnnand these gaps have yet to be sewnnnnnand this is my last letter to younnafter this one i swear to god i am throughnnbecause i cant take this confusionnnmixed with the thought of losing younnall the things that we have been throughnnall the time i have wasted on younnso this is my last letter to younnafter this one i swear to god i am throughnnwith you