You used to think I was beautiful,
Perfection, I believe was your word...

Why cant I help but love you,
Even after every last hate filled word...

Sleepless, staring at the ceiling,
Thoughts drifting in and out of you...

Every things bleeding with a new kind of pain,
And i know once I'm standing, I wont be the same...

"Still only a friend"
The hardest thing my poor heart...

"To let go" ©
Rain slaps against the sidewalk...

"Don't" ©
Don’t run your fingers through my hair...