I use to believe in God
But now I've suddenly stopped...

I found this book with pages
That had images inside...

They were always together
Never were they apart...

Anger locked in my heart of chambers
Broken and torn away...

I love how your hand fits mine
And how you push my hair away...

My life is filled
With so much pain...

As I watch the tears
Spill out of her beautiful blue eyes...

My precious Texas Angel
Your scent that lingers is still sweet...

When You're Judging Me I'm crying and depressed
When You're Judging Me I'm tired and I'm stressed...

So many others I thought I was in love with
you proved me wrong...

They never really knew
That all the things They said...

To be best friends
It doesn't take a lot...