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I say I'm over you, Yet I know when your class is next to mine. I say I'm over you, When all I want is a little more time. I remember the times when you and me, Would spend all day with each other.
Turn over sweet darling Look at my face Can you tell who I am Without a trace. Do you long for me Like I yearn for you. Or is it merely lust That we've fallen into.
I can feel the paper cut slice, Dig deep into my heart. The pain is sharp, sorrowful, And this is just the start. It leaves a long, deep cut, Which nothing can heal.
How many times do I have to say sorry until you realize I meant it. How many times do I have to shed tears for you to realize I'm broken as you are.
I had a love for you, One that swelled my heart, When you broke it and it burst, It tore my world apart. The tears you caused, filled oceans...
#household It hurts you know. The way you push me and shove me thought the hall way, The way you act daft and don't have something innocent to say. It hurts you know.
I stood in a pool of my own blood. I watched as the prophecies unwinded. She took my bleeding heart for sport. She threw it away as my love was endited.
#household. Your face isn't clear in my head,. I can't even remember things you said,. Yet I've spent countless hours in your arms,. Priceless anticipation, falling for your charms,.
I know you the best. Maybe this is a test. To see how long I can stay away from you. But really I don't know what to do. One minute you want to be with. The next you've gone away you see.
14+ (Brutal Language) A poem/rant so forgive me if this bothers you. Also need help with a name. Please and thank you.
Be oblivious. Ignore the obvious. You must have missed the point. If there was ever any understanding It long since left this joint.
I hold a photograph in my hand, One full of memories. It holds all of my past happiness, Before I went depressed. I look at this photograph, Whenever I miss him. I hope he knows, I love him very much.
You never cease to make me laugh. My life seems so worth while. But right deep down inside me. I'm sporting a fake smile. Whenever you're around. I forget the troubles of the time.
Kindred spirits pulled apart. It's nothing new, two broken half-hearts. They don't understand, they just can't see. Their broken half-hearts weren't meant to be.
Standing here against the tide, Of pointless, selfish anger, Words wash down your hurtful tone, And chill my passion to the bone, Naive, thoughtless, clueless, dumb, Careless, stupid (list goes...
i look at the date, its been so late, since the 14th of february, just for my lover and me, Call me, my hon, All of me you've won, Let me teach you Endless words that we both knew, Now we are...
He watched the tears leak out her eyes, This had been a devastating surprise, He told he that he'd have to leave, This made her heart throb, she knew she'd grieve.
Yes, I've accepted it. No, but I'm not over it.
"vackre hund älskade vän. Frågan finns, vad händer sen. Efter livet, vad väntar då. Jag saknar dig så.
Alla minnen med dig, glada och bra Får magen att knytas, hjärtat vill dra. Känslan att hjärtat slits sönder faller bit för bit ner i avgrunden.
Tears cascade down your cheeks. As you say your final farewells. Embrace so tightly. Longing of this sadness no one tells. Inside your broken. Inside your lost. Empty and helpless.
You loved my soul. You made it happy, completely whole. Then you broke it. Not fast, but bit by bit. I had no clue. That that came from you. Yet it happened.
~*~ What is this little theory This stupid idea of yours. "You need a break. I need a break." Right. That's true. Of course. There's an actual reason. One you cannot say.
On the day you passed away, A part of me passed on too, And left behind an empty heart, Broken from the loss of you.