If someone asks 'why do you like chocolate?' you'd...
But when someone asks why I love you it feels...

The day I lose you is the day i'll die,
I'll slit my wrists and float to the sky...

Death…then what?
How do we know...

I wish i was a tree,
I always will...

I live in a world as an analyst,
Always searching for pure perfection...

When you need a shoulder to cry on,
I’ll always be there...

I know I’ll have to face it again,
Because you don’t like to go...

I look in the mirror
To see a girl staring back...

I'm blessed to have the chance to know you,
To see purity with my own eyes...

I’m haunted by my past,
I’ll never get away...

I believed that my actions could be erased,
That they’d just, disappear...

A troubled time, a painful life.
A broken promise, so much strife...