Make-up will never cover what lies beneath all the pain and fake smiles no matter how hard you try.

The hardest part about losing love,
Is finding your way back.

I am who I am,
You have to accept that,
Or you're wasteing your time.

Why try to hold your breath,
When you have no life left in you?

It wasn't the words said,
Or the wounds bled,
It was the words spoken that she thought mattered,
That never meant a thing to him.

I'm not asking for your hand forever,
Just until I'm whole again...
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I don't believe in chasing crashing dreams.
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It's not saying "I love you" that is important,
But the fact I am lucky enough to say them at all.

You can picture life with him,
But can you picture it without him?

Note to self: Try not to fall so hard next time.