You broke my heart
as you can clearly see
now i have to tell you thanks..
THANKS FOR KILLING ME!!!
*from my poem "thanks for killing me"

I dont need a castle or horses or even a huge ballroom floor that we can dance on all night long in big beautiful dresses..Being with you would be a good enough fairytale

Your name looks /beautiful/ carved in my *wrist*
-twisted love-

Tell me you love me and ill admit i never got over you...

Everynight i sit in my room playing "our song" holding your picture in my hand, wearing your sweater, reading the old notes we used to write and wishing you still cared

I wish I knew what it felt like to love you and never regret it…to love you withought wishing I didn’t..but most of all to love you and know that you loved me too.

I may not get to see you every day..but I dream about you every night and somehow that gets me through

She wipes off the fake smile and lets the tears stream down her face as she looks in the mirror and asks..what happened? I wasn’t supposed to fall in love…

She wishes he could be there everytime she cries herself to sleep, stares at his picture for hours, and pretends shes moved on..she wishes he knew

Every night i cry myslef to sleep, stare at your pictures for hours wishing you were there, and read those old love notes you wrote me..but your right, its better this way

-a broken heart bleeds forever-