I cant look back without tears
or the thought of throwing up...

I always write about you
You make my pen catch fire...

Its funny how love is so simple
But as soon as you Fall into it...

In my final thoughts after slicing into my arm for...
reading my books of depression as they dont help...

If you can hear me cry then the days of my life...
My heart and mind twisted and bended...

I remember running and hiding from you
I used to be so scared...

I wake up and you there
I hug you close and hold you tight...

I play it over and over in my head
hating myself for all the words left unsaid...

I love the way she makes me smile
so why do I have second thoughts...

Dont worry I wont make another promise
Since you dont want me to keep them...