With a fear of falling down, and at the risk of giving up i guess i just wasnt enough....

I fell and i fell fast and i hit and i hit hard and now i cant stand because i was so used to you holding me up, i feel like life is jut giving me up...

Whne love becomes to strong it turns into jelousy...

And theres a glowing sinsation and the need for temtation....

A rose is a symbol of love, well roses die, does love eventually die too...?

Wheres the GOOD in goodbye?

FUtuRe....u r my future....
(^look closer^)

And everyone has their painful lulliby...

Walking hand and hand making footprints in the sand and watching them disappear as quickly as they apeared....

You said youd wait forever but i guess forevers never....