i'm sorry if i've ever made you feel like ****; made you feel like i didn't like you. it's exactly the opposite, i'd say, but i've never really been good at taking care of the things i love

l.r.

his eyes sparkled with a love that wasn't meant for me

l.r.

he would always say that he felt as if he was walking on a cloud whenever we were together. he said that i possessed an ethereal beauty. he said that every sunday morning he could see me stretch my wings. he always called me "angel" but he didn't mean a thing.

l.r.

so
So
SO

tired of crying over people who don't deserve my tears

i try to tell myself that i'll be okay
but i know that i'll never be okay
if i never get to be with you

l.r.

i hadn't known that my heart was made of ice
until you had touched it ever so gently
with your long and calloused fingertips

then slowly--
as if the fires of passion burned within--
it began to melt
molding into the shape of your hand

l.r.