"I look at you, you look at me,
We both have different views
I look at you and see beauty
You look at me and see old news."

-From "I look at you, You look at me" (one of my poems)

My love for you will never die, though my body may. You hurt me bad I cannot lie, so now you had to pay.

Love is the slowest form of suicide.

Love Hurts.

**Simple, but true, no?**