Iv'e Cried Countless Tears of blood for you

Life Is Very Much Like The Weather....

I could never love anything more than that person i always see when looking in the mirror..

Hold my heart with Caution It could break very easily.

My memory has faded
on what is like to be in love
but my heart still recall every pain
from it

''i love you'' are words that are starting to become less valuable

Use my heart as your pillow & my body as your bed ..

Soul of a rose you'll grow to love me

Life Hurts..

Why do you tend to treat my heart like a punching Bag