Sometimes pain is the only thing you can count on...

I look to the past and remember a smile...and maybe tonight i can breathe for a while.

Survival, my constant companion.

Don't worry about making me cry, trust me...I wouldn't waste my tears on you.

Sometimes, If I listen closely...I can hear your footsteps. If I sit real still...I can still feel your hands around my throat.

What if you loved someone? What if you thought they felt the same?
What if you asked them who they loved...and it wasn't your name?

The first step in getting help is admitting you have a problem. To bad most people are in denial.

Secrets may not make friends...but friends definitley make secrets.

For some reason...I can't figure out which I'm still in love with. You, or the memories.

My heart is still aching from the time you drained all my love out.