Envy raising up inside because i know you'll always be, showing all your love to that so-called 8th grade prodigy.
*from a song i wrote*

If only the tears I've lost because of you, could be shown....because then maybe you would have understood, maybe you would have known. That you broke my heart, and left me to die.

She makes you so happy....and that's all i want......even if it tears me apart

The dark void of my heart is held together by the red rose left by yours

Your smile hurts worse when I know they're because of her

Turn around now, and see the face of death

The cut in the shape of your name, slowly engraved, into my heart of shame, and the blood runs out of my chest, I know nothing will be the same ever again.

Yes I know your heart is broken,
but it is ok.
You can have half of mine.
I don't need it anyway.