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When you've suffered enough And your heart has been broken And there's no place left to go Remember my love And all that you are Destiny will guide you home With love, peace, my child Love, peace,...
I've only loved one guy. I loved him with all my heart. My feelings for him lasted for 4 whole years. And all the while, he didn't feel the same way. We were never anything more than friends.
It is painful to realize that everyone hurts us at one time or another, in one way or another. Even those who love you and would die for you.
I could not hear a thing Except the Hazy burden of a misplaced birdsong, Elegant as a hushed psalm, Echoing far away with the vagueness of separation.
My winter chill Is thawed by your smile My frozen heart warms All of the while. You re-awaken in me Something I thought I'd lost My smile is back And you're melting the frost.
Giving my heart a very long vacation It has been working over time Needs a break from all the frustration Giving my heart a far away vacation With other lonely hearts I gather We hold hands and...
Sorry is a word I'm fed up of hearing,. I'm wise to those words it's me you should be fearing,. Actions speak louder than words my friend,. Now it's time for it to come to an end,.
Call me when your better, And have taken the time to heal. Write me a letter, When you know which pain is fake and which is real. Text me when you realize, You were wrong and I was right.
Every day, A kiss from mum, Makes the pain numb. Any second, A peck from dad, Makes me glad. All the time, A hug from my sister, makes my nightmares blister.
I don't check my phone & emails For signs of you anymore Unknown caller, withheld number It's not you - Of that I'm sure.
Given up. The fight. Need to do. What's right. Not for him. But for me. For my kids. They're my family. No tears. I've cried. The last. I've tried. Well and truly. Given up. To the future.
The moon and stars are my companions tonight, For sleep will just not surrender it's delight. I coax and I plead, Sleep is what I need. But the worry in my head, Makes for unrest in my bed.
Ghost of the past Come to haunt Determined to ruin something destined to last With a harsh little taunt Why did you return. Is it just to hurt and maim Was it because you could feel the burn.
Alec's P. O. V. She stood in front of the mirror, staring at herself in disbelief. Her face was completely expressionless making it hard to read her. "Are you ok?," I asked.
Oh to watch the sunrise. With eyes not teary blurred. To think about what just might be. And not what has occurred. Oh to hear the birds chirp. Their beautiful morning songs.
Time is passing by waving from a train. And I realize that I don't need the pain. Tried it once or maybe twice before. That's why I hide my heart behind a steel door.
I want to pack my heart every single day. Hug myself and walk away. I want to heal the wounds you made. I want your love to leave me and just fade. I'll teach my heart to be cruel.
Eventually she gave a long, contented sigh and pulled her head away from the warmth and security of his chest. She looked up at him, smiling timidly and he flashed a grin at her.
She opened her door And let you step inside Tell us, what did you find.
Where can she be, This woman, this lady. This 'Mum' This 'All Loving' someone. Where did she go, This 'warmth', this 'home'. Why do I sometimes feel So Alone.
She woke with a start Oh god no not this again Reality and fantasy she could not part The nightmares were back, here again.
A while ago, i looked at my ex's profile. He finally has someone new. After a year, he falls in love again. After our break up, we never got to talk again.
He was beautiful. The beaten kind. Lucifer, a fallen star. With scraped up knees and broken wings. The one with a pretty face. But sad eyes. Disenchanted, a sin. With scraped up knees and broken...
Broken people don't often realise how broken they are. . iMean we put on this facade of how strong we are & end up believing that we're strong and not broken. . See I've lived a broken life for years.