Cold tough chiseled rock
yet when cracked a beautiful...
Love
is not...
His heart and her heart
they pulse ruby rain...
I've been staring at this paper
For the past 13 days...
Attracted by a wounded abyss of tears
I let my soul bleed for a thousand years...
As the tears fall down,
I think of you...
I wonder why it is so hard for him to believe me...
I wish that he would of just told me that he is...
It's kinda like you left me alone.
And now I'm here on my own...
I pondered,
o'er dearest Abigail...
I want to be the one
that talks to you on the phone for hours...
Every now and then,
THere are things we don't intend...
Today I realised something
That I didn’t really think...