I've seen love die way too many times. Especially when it deserved nothing more than to be alive

No matter how good thngs started out, they always end in heartache and tears.

And there comes a point where you have to decide if he's the one worth waiting for.

She's become a pro at putting on a fake smile and pretending she's not dieing inside.

Make me stand up tall
And hold my head up high
Teach me to accept your gone
Tell me not to cry

from my poem, Looking Down From Heaven

With her face burried in her soaking wet pillow, your still the only thing that's running through her mind

& every minute of every day your all thats on her mind

& this from the girl who's pillow never dries

Everyday another lie
another promise broke
everyday a shattered dream
a girl who gave up hope

& everything I've always wanted, i found it all in him

& he taught me heartache