& She picks up the brush she'd put down yesterday,
Stares at the reflection she once knew
& paints the only masterpiece she'll ever do,
Of a girl so happy, hiding lies so intricately

& she's got everything mastered,
Her makeups perfect, Her smile plastered just right,
But she's broken, torn, incomplete...
She's nothing without him

& It hurts to know everything You told me were lies, but more so you tell me you love me, yet I'm the last person on the planet you want to be around..

I Don't Want You, You'll Destroy Me,
But I can't Live Without You,
It hurts more When You're Gone.

Chance after chance, wrong after wrong
Will we ever give up this stubborn fight
& find the truth in the love we share,
Instead of the pain in constantly walking

&. Someone once told me: 'Love is a choice, you can walk away just choose that option'. I wished with every inch of my being that it could be that simple.

But love is a feeling & I lost that fight years ago

I Tried to convince myself I was strong without you, but all I do is cry, wait and slowly die. I swore I would move on but you're everything I need.

Love IS the slowest form of Suicide.
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Love is more than a Feeling; It's holding on when things get tough, fighting for the one person you could just as easy hate as love, being unable to explain why you can't give up. It's believing in something or someone without any reason..

Boy, it's time for me to take a stand,
it's time for me to tell it straight,
I'm giving up, you're losing me
& the truth is, you don't give a damn

&. You Tell me the truth now, 'you're perfect, well almost, well to me you are' ..why are you 6 months too late?