The delete key

The delete button saved me....

i would've told everyone.... everything.

all my worst fears

all of my secrets

all of my lies

but only most of my heart

hatred comes from the brain

when someone you hate hurts you in this way

it only gives you a headache

but when you hurt me like this

it feels like you just ripped my heart

right from my chest

kissed another girl in front of me

and lost all of our memories...

it might not still hurt you,

but i can still sit here

and shake

from all these memories

some may hurt me

but you tend to kill me

like i said

the delete key saved me

from all these memories

not really in poem form, like the rest. but i had to get it out and have someone see it. thanx for bothering to read it