Sunday, June 10, 2007
♥ 2:55 PM
torn is what i feelhurt is what's that obviousthe result of ur ridiculethe result of ur hardheadbeing like this is oh sotantamount to being unattachedhaving someone therebut not quite there yeti thought u said u will always love mebut i knew words are cheapits not only about lovingits about being there all the timetime when darkness falls on metime when light glimmers throughbut the time that when i really need uis the time when im falling from high abovehoping that someone can reach out for me before i land hard on torns of agonybefore i bleed deep down insidebefore i get HURT!n to my surprise, u weren't theren to my surprise, u can be coldheartedur ego overcame what u called lovewhich ultimately contradicts urselfit doesnt even matter nowbecause now i noe whu u arebecause now i noe what u're worthbecause now i noe once i fall,u're noe longer who i thought u wereexpressing in poetry~
`i am me, not someone else