I got this pain in my chest.
It's called loving him.

I lied to everyone I love,
I'm not okay.
I may seem happier; better maybe.
But still deep, deep down there my heart is still breaking.

Either lifes to short,
Or I'm to short for life.

Some write for therapy, some for love, but others write only for themselves to understand. In their eyes, their poetry is perfect. Cause we all think differently of everything.

The art is in the eye of the beholder.

I love you, truly I do.
Your all that I want,
I hope you love me to(:

You know whats sad?
Is when someone says they love you.
And then the next day, the break up with you.
Now it's even worse when nothing was wrong.
But they get a new gf right after.

I Miss The Way Things Used To Be...):

Beauty Is Not Defined By Your Appearance, But By Your Inner Mind.

And The Day My Life Flashes Before My Eyes, I'll Be Satisfied. Because I Made It Worth Watching.

How Is A Fairytale A HAPPY Ending,
When It ENDS?!