When I first met you,
We were both so glad...
I miss your bright smile
Your loving eyes...
Dear friend,
screw you...
This is a poem that I was asked to write for...
I know that it needs some work...
I guess its time I put to words
What I have lost from past...
Like an echo far away,
I hear your dying faith...
What did i ever do to you
to make you do and say the things you do...
It's not true,
It can't be...
I gotta breath,
i gotta make it through...
I Hope You Are Happier Hun,
I Hope You Know Not To Run...
You see her walking through the halls with a smile...
You think she’s perfect yet you...
You called me yesterday
we didn't really have anything to say...