You were my highschool lover,
and I loved you like my wife...

What have I done?
The blade drips thick drops of blood...

We loved, we lost,
It was all a pack of lies...

Do you ever get that feeling,
A feeling of being used...

I was looking today;
at a photo I had of you...

I know she said to stop writing poems about...

I lay you down onto the bed,
Take a pillow and place it under your head...

Longing A Stranger
I don't know you...

I cry myself to sleep at night,
Because all I dream of is happiness...

I want to say goodbye,
I know you want to too...

The silence of the night,
brings back the memories...

I lay in bed at night,
Just thinking of you...