Not having you for my own,
Hurts me so bad...

Hearts are fun to play with,
Hearts are easy to break...

Labor day???
to some this means nothing...

~ i know this is long, but please take the time to...
This is about the pain in everything...

I don't know more than your name...
i tell my friends about you...

Im trying to write light
not letting my morbidness run through...

One day a dancer woke up,
and slipped on her dancing shoes...

I'm sick of writing about the sadness in life...
broken hearts, pain, and my knife...

As i read those words you sent me,
I don't wanna believe it's true...

There is an indescribable feeling i get,
when ever i think of you...

Here i am,
standing in front of you...

Bright sandy beaches,
Waves splashing across my face...