As I give way to the unforgiving current, the memory of what was forms a solid glass tear-- falling to the tide, disappearing into the forgotten.

"I could write you a thousand love songs
search the world for the perfect tune and rhyme
but what good would it do
when it seems I'm out of time...."

"If I told you all the words I've yet to say, would they matter
or would you simply turn and walk away.
If I hold you, would you tell me I should go? Do I chance it,
or would it just be better not to know?...."

My body still longs for you.
My heart still aches for you.
My spirit still begs for you.
My heart still beats for you.

And I am still sorry.
... No matter how hard I try to let go, I just cannot stop my heart from loving you.

Even though you've shattered my heart to pieces....

...each tiny sliver is still saturated with my love for you

A dream is only a desire that's just out of reach.

The only thing worse than living for another person is living for a person who lothes you

I can't believe this is the end..... but since it is, I should make it mine.

Cut: (verb)
1. to divide with or as if with a sharp-edged instrument; carve: to cut a rope.
2. an endless battle of which the victim will never win, but can only subdue the cuts for a certain length of time: she used a razor to cut her wrists.

Are they all truly blind, or do they just refuse to see?