Yes, I write poems about him
That doesn't mean I hurt...

I'm tired
So exhausted...

I don't like this kid
I'm looking for you...

Here I am again
Broken hearted and all...

He was nice
Sincere and understanding...

I shut others out now
It's all because of you...

You grabbed my hand
As I started to cry...

Why do I fight him?
He's done nothing wrong...

You ask me if I'm okay
I smile and bring it back...

I'm all about my busted heart, my need for air, my...
I'm all about the capture of life, the sense of...

Don't tell me I didn't warn you
Don't say I never cared...

I doubt I'll ever feel like that again
I've never felt heartbreak like this...