A day.. a week.. a month... three years, I see you again.. You look back at me but nothing. no smile. no love. no words. I wake.. and your laying next to me... its time to say goodbye...

Fear does not lie between the boundries of your dreams, but within the thoughts and feelings you posess...

According to you, she is just another girl.. just another kiss.. just another lust... now.. she is just another little suicide because of the pain you caused.

With intentions so horrible, and a smile upon your perfect, I couldn't say no. I let you take me, take me away from this place. I let you pierce my pale white skin, with your solid sharp razor. You are the angel of death, and I give you my soul.

What is this new pain.. it calls me from a distance, into the darkness of my dreams.. It holds my hand with the razor against my willing skin.. blood, and then.. finally.. I'm gone.. and I know you are finally satisfied.....

Where were you when my life was gone... you definatly wern't with me... because you were my life...

These tears run down her broken face, as you walk away slowly. It can't really be over just like that, but it is...

All the feelings she shared with you, are gone. Every ounce of passionate love for you, is painfully forgotten. All because of that one simple night, when you broke her heart. Maybe it just wasn't meant to be, till the end..

Invisable to everyone,
even you,
you can't see how I'm screaming,
for you to just let me go...

A snag in the design of love. Causing pain and hearth ache. This can not be because of science, it has to be just you and me, two people to feel a conection. This connection our connection has just been viciously ripped apart.