I hope you are happy when
you look back on your life.
Hope you are glad that you never made
the mistake of taking me as your wife.

((from my poem "Runaway World" ))

You whisper genuine and sweet words
&& it makes me absolutely sick.
I know you're just going to turn around
and let your actions contradict.

From my poem: Your Final Move

And I keep on telling myself
That you'll come back around
And I try to front like "Oh well"
Each time you let me down
See I can't get over you now
No matter what I do
But baby, baby
I stay in love with you

I know it seems hard sometimes but remember one thing. After every dark night there is a bright day after that. So no matter how hard it gets, stick your chest out, keep your head up and handle it cause they win when your soul dies.

Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet
But you were everything to me
I was begging you please don't go and I said

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story baby just say yes

And if every whole makes a scar
And every scar marks its place
Then I will never live freely without your trace

Pretending everything is right
To make it better
I'll hide my make up smeared eyes
To show that I'm fine

Explains now, clearly nothing left but a memory
We only made out, you never kissed me
That's how I learned to hold back all feeling

Close your eyes: just pretend the bullet isn't there. No surprise; no need to pretend that no one really cares.