Matt: Tomorrow's the last day of senior year and I...
Robert: Well what are you waiting for...
Sitting alone
Thinking about you...
Yes you broke my heart
But I will not break down...
I found out the truth
about how you never cared...
Let's see how it ends,
The dance of young hearts...
Memories of her,
A constant flame, in my heart...
Hot tears trickle down
Leaving a dull, frozen heart...
Plagued torment burrows
deep within mirrored...
I know now that it
Must have been a dream...
Bruised lips tell a story,
that my voice never could...
Love-
dose it even exist...
Love is...
In this heart...