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

My hands to my head, my head to my feet,
a pain so severe- i can't even feel my heartbeat...

I have memories of being alone crying-
salted teardrops with pieces of a refecting heart...

As he boarded the bus the hugs were final and sad,
he looked at the things that he may and could have...

I forgot to tell you something as you walked away,
that i would miss you more than the moon would...

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

Iâ??m not that little girl no more,
Skinned knees and elbows do not make me cry...

She closes her eyes through tears,
a fake smile-a broken heart-sad eyes...

My silent romeo,
on the hills of moutfield bay...

____When will you realize I am no longer sturdy...
I will run the course of time beside you upon...

She stood there holding a delicate rose,
standing outside in the pouring rain...

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