What is love?
Is it a feeling? A need? It is lost in my eyes. Is...

If I died tomorrow,
He wouldn't know how I felt...

"why?"
These are the only words she can cry...

I may look like nothing to you.
But you have no idea...

I've known him since I was three.
I've cried infront of him...

One more slipped through
Out of my grasps but not out of mind...

I sit here alone
Staring at my phone...

My love, this poem describes you
On good days I sleep thinking of you...

Yes this is a poem about you.
You make me laugh...

The mask is worn to protect the wearer.
To keep everyone from hurting her...

See that funeral?
Yeah, the one with a hundred crying people...

He obviously doesn't like me,
So why do I try...