I should be heartbroken, but really I'm not. Because a heart's something I've no longer got I gave it to you, not too long ago I didn't expect for you to let go. But you did my dear, and you let it fall Just when I thought, that we had it all
you are like a rose protected by thorns but once someone loves u enough to pick u they have to be careful as if they dont handle you carefully they will end up hurt and bleeding...
since i was eight ive had seven years to perfect my smile since it dissapeared and seven years to learn how to not cry and keep it to myself and also seven years to be alone in the dark and finally not be afraid
the lock thats kept it in all these years has slowely rusted and the lock wont budge when i try to unlock it a heart is really hard to unlock the feelings of when its been beaten and broken...
There u sit, so bewildered What is this? You ask, Is it that I am not welcome You stand aside As your friends walk by Not wanting to play along You walk out To where the sun is shining But to you The sky seems gray and dull What is this That no one sees. I hate this place Please let me be…
the past ten months i’ve went from being sad to being sort of - not really - almost happy
and it’s taken ten months to go from sad to sort of almost happy and i want to scream and to tell everyone i meet that you can achieve happiness even if it’s only almost happiness
it’s still there and it still ******* counts even if you think it doesn’t it really actually does