I miss your eyes
i miss your smile...

I dont know why i put myself through everything i...
i know its not worth it...

Living in the South is a privilege, really. It's...
its more of a quote than a poem but it was too...

How come you like her
she doesn't like you...

How am I supposed to know?
If you love me or not...

You don’t see me
Lookin at you from the corner of my eye...

You say its over
And that you’ve moved on...