Theres a not so magical land just out of reach from the rest of the world. In it the predictable is the unpredicatable, and noone has the ability to love. "Oh, what's it's name," you ask? ....MY HEART.

You know today I decided to go through all your old things. Because heaven knows you would leave them to hurt me. And it was when I saw that poem that you had wrote but never givin me, that I realized I was wrong.

Here I go pretending that I could care less. Saying that I don't love you anymore, but I know you can see right threw to my heart, it's a mirror reflecting you.

I laugh at myself because I still care and can't except the fact that I will never be able to fix what you broke.

My heart is the hardest puzzle I have ever had to put together, because so many pieces are missing and if I don't put it together exactly the way it was before I will never love again.

The saddest part of all of this is that when you shattered my heart you scattered it around. Every since then I haven't been able to find all the pieces to fix my tattered heart. So no I still can't love and it's all thanks to you.

Everything I do just seems to leave me a little more broken. Maybe thats because I was never whole to began with.

I spent so much time thinking I was unlovable, I forgot about the possability that I could maybe just be UN-FORGIVABLE.

Mr. Obvious (knocking on the door). To bad he's a day to late.

Every year it's the same thing, I'm always alone and I hate seeing all the happy couples around me. Maybe if I would try to move on your heart would set me free. But until I find a way, I'm alone again on Valentines day.