Im thinking of the day you went away... the day you said goodbye... the day you left me... the day you died

I know im not as perfect as youd like me to be... But ya know what!? IM JUST BEING ME

Im thiking its going over and over in my head... the last words you ever said

He says he wants to be with me, loves me, would die for me and needs me... Is that really enough tho?

He said he would love her till the day he died... Well that was a lie, she died and now he loves another

She will stay a girl untill she learns the meaning of true love

He threw me around like i wasnt worth shit... Told me i wasnt worth anything... And im starting to beleive him

They say you can beat depression... Can you?

I told you it was over, I told you we were done... look at me crying saying WHAT THE HELL HAVE I DONE?

I broke up with you... Now im sitting here wondering what the hell is wrong with me i broke up with the one person who truly loved me... who truly cared