I told him, "I'm afraid of falling."
He whispered, "I have wings."

God made you,
Then made me.
Then he whispered,
"Meant to be."

This time,
Let me break your heart
Then ask you to be my friend.

I don't care if you lick windows,
Take the special bus,
Or occasionally uri**te on yourself.
You hang in there, sunshine,
You're darn special!

In a world full of broken hearts,
Sexually transmitted diseases,
Stalkers,
Kid nappers,
Pedophiles,
War,
Cheaters,
Liars,
And back stabbers,
you're telling me to, "Have A Nice Day"?

A faded moon, a broken soul
I should have known it from the start
From Angel's tears, God made the stars
Why can't He make unbreakable hearts?

&& I wouldn't be able
To stab you in the back
If you didn't turn it to me so often..

I've learned that good-byes always hurt,
Pictures never replace having been there,
Memories, good or bad, will bring tears,
And words can never replace those feelings.

Sometimes,
A heart can't afford
To just be friends..

Sorry tummy,
For all the butterflies..
It's his fault.