I stay up at night, counting the stars.

Each one representing for everything I love about you.

Soon I run out of stars.

Theres not enough to show what I love about you.

Sometimes the pain you endure on that road of depression is worth it when the last words you hear before you die is "I love you" by the boy who you thought never loved you.

Sometimes I don't remember why I'm still alive,
But this depression is getting harder to survive.
What can I do to get out, out of this dark hole?
To escape this sweet depression is my only goal.

If when I wake, will it all be just a dream?

Before you, my world was unstable and dark. But when you stepped in, everything came clear, everything stopped, and I was amazed by your beauty. You were a shooting star that flashed across my dark sky, opening my eyes.

Even though my hearts been broken a million times, I can still love you with all the tiny shattered pieces.

Who are you to tell me who I am? I just want to live my life, with no worries of you messing it up more than it already is.

I was always a good liar. But in the inside, I cant lie to myself that you are killing me.

Sometimes love can tear you apart and kill you, but sometimes love is the glue that keeps us together and heals you.

Why is a crush called a crush?? Because the only thing it does, is crush your heart.