Why not rip out my heart
replace it with something more practical...

You'd think that id be mad
you'd think that i would hate you...

What did you think would happen
if you continued to flirt...

The wind whispers softly
for only she knows my secrets...

Virginity...
whats the big deal about it...

Rose petals decay on the bed we once loved in.
The once open windows dark with cobwebs...

My blood lies splattered on the floor
staining crimson the white tiles...

So many years,
so much pain...

A gun to my head
a knife to my wrist...

I dont know how to say this
i dont know quite how to make you see...

1/8/07
he tells me he loves me...

My thoughts stray to you
kinda like they always do...