The Dying Year - Apollo Poxy

My heart beats quickly up my throat, out of my mouth and onto
your floor, and finds it's way underneath your feet. How could
I have ever been so blind, how could I let you let me down this
time? There's something magic in your eyes, the way you smile
seemed so right, so where did we go wrong? It doesn't matter
what you think about me now, It doesn't matter what you do.
We're too deep into this to make it right again, so let me just
let go of you. I breathe in but can't breathe out, I'm trying
too hard not too think about every word you said. Is there
truth between your lies, or did you bury them too deep to find?