I gave you everything so without you I'm nothing

It's funny how I swore I would forget you, but I still find myself reading that silly little poem you wrote me forever ago, Just because it's the only way to see you say you still love me

Fine I'll just go to my own little world WHERE the cookie crumbles the way I want it to

It's not your fault for hurting me, It's mine for thinking you would'nt

Forever always turns into Never

Cracks in your heart serve as reminders of all the cracks you've put in others hearts

Everything I do seems to leave me just alittle more broken, I guess it's because I never really healed the first time

I write the words you think on paper to reveal a Poet

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

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