t h a n k . y o u Thank you for holding me close Thank you for pushing me away Thank you for accepting me Thank you for rejecting me Thank you for knowing I am here Thank you for pretending I am not Thank you for being honest Thank you for being a liar Thank you for being so kind Thank you for being so hostile Thank you for being so real Thank you for being so fake Thank you for bringing me up Thank you for tearing me down Thank you for giving me hope Thank you for giving me despair Thank you for always being there for me Thank you for always abandoning me Thank you for loving me Thank you for hating me Thank you for bringing me joy Thank you for bringing me tears Thank you for remembering me Thank you for forgetting me Thank you for stopping the hurt Thank you for starting the pain Thank you for making the memories Thank you for leaving the scars Thank you for healing my wounds Thank you for slitting my wrists Thank you for worrying about me Thank you for watching me bleed Thank you for everything Thank you for nothing Thank you for making me want life Thank you for making me want death Thank . You

emo No one knows till they taste it No one cares till they lose it No one bleeds till they live it No one wants to admit it No one can be without it No one truly lives till they feel it

Hurt Heart You hurt my Heart, Tore it Apart, Leaving a Hole, Where you once Were. The memories hurt so Much, Make me think of You, How you made me Alive, And how you made me Dive, Dive and Drown, Making me go Down, Into a Hole, Where I must heal from the hurt you Caused.

But in fact.... I started staring into the dark, Letting my thoughts run astray, So I lit my last cigarette on my balcony, and threw it away. Nothing helped so I took a pencil and paper and drew your picture, once it was done,it seemed like a good idea to throw it into a fire. Is it because I see too much of me as I see you suffer? You had no idea how it was for me and now you're feeling it too. I could never tell it to your face so i surrender this pathetic piece of paper to you and you'd feel sorry for me... but in fact I'm feeling sorry for you too.

Letting it go Why won't you let it go, I've done all I can to be with you, There's no reason why I should listen to how its so much better being without me, You think its so easy for me to move on, While its really like losing my only reason to live, and I'm slowly dying, but I don't blame you... Why are we like this now? Its been a whole year now, We might have stitched the old wounds yet we somehow open new ones, Its still bleeding,that heart you left me with before, But only now have I found the will to find a new one, I hope there are still stories of us still ready to unfold, And we have so many old memories to be retold, So lets never forget the good or the bad, As love should be cherished no matter the horrors and pain, So don't ever forget how we drove each other insane.

Look heart, no hands. Laced fingers through broken hearts, a crimson god seeking for more broken promises. But she is the sun, he is the night.. yet I can't choose which to embrace. Three years broken and three years unsure, it's a sure way to lose it all. But I am the dark, she is my light yet this girl has forgotten how to love. So maybe I'm crazy and a bit insecure, a personality that's destined to break. But we are alone, we are the same.. so look heart, no hands.

Crazy? Am I crazy? I think I am. Yup, definitely crazy. That's what I am. I must be crazy. Crazy. I have to be out of my mind. Because, I don't want to be like everyone else. I don't want to dress up. I don't want a relationship. I don't want to fall into fads. I don't want to listen to gossip. I don't want to be mean. I don't want to be super nice. I don't want to constantly be on my phone. I don't want to listen to your problems. I want to be myself. I want to wear miss-matched clothes. I want to be by myself. I want to like what I like. I want to hear silence. I want to be caring. I want to be calm. I want to deal with my own problem. I want to hear my own thoughts. I want to be myself.

Why? Why don't you love me anymore? we used to talk everyday, and all day why did that all change? you said you loved me, so many times each day i said it back, and meant it each time despite that we met on a chat site you gave me hope when i was serverly depressed i told you almost everything about me my dreams, my bad habits, my fears and more one of those fears being losing you each time i said it you said i wouldn't you wouldn't stop loving me no matter what that no distance, event, person or whatever else would change that i was skeptical but grew to trust in your words i trusted you in general, a lot more than anyone we even talked about marriage, kids and even living together despite that we never even seen each other face to face i loved you that much why did that all change? after a year of knowing you now all i get from you is cold indifference did i do something wrong? did i say something wrong? you never told me, only that you was busy the less we talked the more convinced i was that you were getting less fond of me you said that wasn't it you was just busy but now we don't talk at all it's been two months now you never said goodbye you never gave me a reason why i still think about you every moment of everyday i stare at the photos of you with tear filled eyes i miss you but you don't care you're going on with life without a thought of me my heart aches i want things to be the way they used to be. i never got a chance to say goodbye either so goodbye, i would always love you always and forever