It never was meant to be was it?
It was all just a game to you...

The old woman couldn't put this diary down... She...
Dear Diary...

Sometimes I find myself starring out the window...
People think I'm crazy, just sitting there gazing...

The next diary the old woman picked to read seemed...
Dear Diary...

My heart was pounding
As we walked into the woods...

Green eyes stare in the window
Watching you with that other girl...

I called your phone
Late last night...

Have you ever noticed,
How fire casts a spell on ones soul...

The ocean's calm mesmorizes me
and reminds me to breath...

The feelings in my heart
Of which you'll never know...

The old woman continues reading her old diary...
Dear Diary...

There where so many lies between us
And I really cant explain...