| The best things in life are unseen that's why we close our eyes when we kiss cry dream and die. | 
| Letting go is an art. | 
| Weve been together too long | 
| Drowning myself | 
| Ever look back on your old poetry and think i cant believe i wasted a poem on him...yeah. | 
| If i die young bury me in satin, | 
| Sometimes I wish you'd rather hit me, | 
| I want to hate you. | 
| I really don't know what to say, | 
| Reds the color of passion of love  |