We shouldn't love
but we cant be just friends...

As we take a look at one another
something we haven't done in awhile...

Hearing so many different stories
I'm not sure who i should believe...

I guess we get truth
behind millions of lies...

When your pathways clouded over
i will bring my fan...

I'm writing poems
like there is no tomorrow...

I guess its my turn
to write another poem...

There's so many questions
in the back of my head...

I keep on forgiving
and you keep breaking my trust...

I want to impress you
be the best i can be...

It's redundant waking up in the morning
And running into the worthless face in the mirror...

What do you do
when you thought he opened that door...