I'll try to piece each line together;
so they make a prefect symphony...

I was never a poet just an emotional teenager,
with a piece of paper and a drop or two of ink...

Please feel the pain each day i endure,
once you have felt it please find a cure...

You said goodbye at eighteen,
my world feel and crumbled to dust...

I stood there watching you walk ,
until you were finally out of sight...

Once upon a time i hold my hands up,
i did love you i swear it was true...

You waited by our place today,
just like you have been doing for the last year...

&& for once i've fallen in love,
with not a notiion of getting dirt...

Why do you dance?
swaying in the breezy afternoon...

These tears weren't meant for you,
They were meant for the people that died...

I wonder were you are now?
i wonder what youve done and seen...

Her converse still lay at your bedside,
cigerette butts with her lipstick mark...