Yesterday holds the memory that i lived.. today i realize im dying.... and tommorow holds the future of my death

Angry happiness is my lovely hate
silent screaming is my joyful fate

Without death life holds no reality of fear

The care that didnt die
only grew into a cry
because it was destroyed by a lie
while no one wondered why
only let out by a frustrating sigh
cause it was the care that will always try
but in the end the care was always a lie

Red rose or black rose
hate or love
warm or cold
frown or smile
no matter what words you use
there both opposites you decide...

Sometimes silence hurts more than words
sometimes one look can mean more than words
sometimes one touch can tell more than words
and sometimes theres no need for words

The hardest part of not looking back is knowing they wont watch you walk away

One soul
one blood
different hearts ..

one life
one road
different directions..

If there are too many words to describe how you feel about him then kiss him

Its not about the words that you say its about how you say the words that matter