"slob on my knob"
Why does that make me smile and have a little...

It's over and done
its gone and now worthless...

Three words is all you had to say to me
But You said less than three words...

I'm sorry but I'm going to have hold that thought...
cause i know what your going to Say...

When you asked me back out
In the hallway...

I was so close to being mended.
I had one last stitch...

We lay under the stars.
my head on your stomach...

Dear my friend,
You have been so hurtful and you harm me to much...

Ever with a heart of stone
and wrist of now all but bone...

You say " I love you"
But you don't show it...

Every time I look at my wrist
All the horrible memories come flowing back...

How can you move on so easily when i cant.
How can this be so hard for me...