Ignore me whilst i hang from the ceiling..

I'm sorry that i am just a distant memory to you..

I fade slowly into the distance.. and slowly you forget me...

Mabye it would be easier if i just faded out of your life?

Love is when someone says your name and you feel warm and safe because you know your name is safe in their mouth

Do not ever be sorry for it is weakness in the sorry that brings us down to the swarming level of depression.

The girl inside my mirror has fallen to the floor

The girl inside my mirror isn't crying anymore

The tears well up in my eyes but i do not dare to cry.

And now we are at the beginning..

The beginning of the end

And although my heart is beating..
I just know that I am dead..
For inside me life is fleeting
But I have no more tears to shed.