None ever bothered to mention losing you would feel like losing my soul

The pain of missing you huts worse then any razor blade

Desperate: being head over heels in love with someone who whishes you were dead

Whats wrong with cutting, its a form of self expression!

In the long run, your love will always leave.

You smile and nod
and pretend to understand
but you let me fall
not caring where i land,

***this was the start of a poem but i think it sounds good alone***

Men are like cheap razors---disposable