Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that mean anger?
If it does, then why do I feel hollow?
Pain. Does that mean suffering?
If it does, then why does it feel comforting?
Memories. Are they not images of the past?
If they are, why are there only shadows?
Smiles. Does that mean happiness?
If it does, then why does it hurt?
Life. What does it mean?
Should it mean any of these things?
If it doesn't, then why are they there?
The worst pain known to me
Is to be stuck on a love that never could be,
To love
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
Rain, rain, go away,
Because of you, the pain will stay.
Slit my throat, cut out
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
Friendship Is The Best Ship Of All
Friendship is priceless
And can never be forgotten.
Friendship is timeless
<My family's gone; there's no one home.
It's only me who's home alone.
I shouldn't
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
you say you love me
but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,
I do not think that
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly
