The problem isnt the who you are the problem is your not what i want

The only way i seem to be able to live is indenial because i thought i had you but i never really did because you left for her

All the saddness in my heart bleeds through when it rains and in my world it never stops

To be with you would feel like being in a dream one i would never find my self waking up from

The beauty is in the eyes of the beholder i guess i was skipped

-i called you
-you broke my heart
-you hung up
-so why is it that im still on the phone waiting for a sigh of releaf that your not gone?

The worst feeling in the world is to know that hes gone but then again it is also that hes here haunting me

Real life situation my brother (Jessie) and his future wife (Crissy) were to be married but the unimaginable happened....

Jessie- tell me something

Crissy- Anything

Jessie- Do you love me?

Crissy-....... no

I always thought me + you = love but instead it = a broken heart that no one can repair

Why is it that something that you have done in the past comes up later and wants to bite you in the but even harder than it did when you did it? let me just tell you this love sucks