For every petal that falls,
She loses a piece of her soul.
But she continues to smile,
Even though she'll never be whole.

He'll pick away at her flower,
As she avoids the abyss.
But she'll risk it all,
Just for a kiss.

Her heart is now bare,
No longer protected.
But he leaves her in tears,
Just as she suspected.

An open letter to his new girl

I hope you always make him smile more than the way I do.
I hope you always take care of him more than the way I used to.
Don't forget to bring him water after his dance practice because he easily gets thirsty.
And also wipe his sweat especially on his back.
Maybe I'm not the girl that gives him luck.
Maybe I'm hurt but I never react.

Please always cheer him up more than the way I do.
Take the best and worst photos and create memories with him happily.
Tell him that you love him so much everyday because I fail to do so.
Always share stories with him that would make him laugh because he has the best smile that I know
And I'm happy that he chose you because I know he is happier when he's with you.
  
Please take care of him with love and support. Give him the best medication that he could ever have.
I don't know anymore how it seem.
I am glad for you and him truly.
And now I can be The girl that really sets him free.

Break my heart,
I want to write about you.
He left
Then I started Writing.

I made a mistake.
No, I made a series of mistakes.
It was a mistake to love you.
And it was a mistake to think you could ever love me to.

I don’t know how* to *fix
how much I want you.
I don’t know how to fix
how much your rejection is pulling me apart.
I don’t know how to fix
the heartache and the sadness and the pain.
I wish I did. But **I don’t.

I love you** because you have shown yourself to me.
Would you believe me if I told you that
I love you more now that you have shown me your scars?
I love you.
I love you in a way I have never loved another person my entire life.
It’s that simple.
But you don’t love me.
You never have, and you never will.

You told me* you’d wait for me.
You told me that I was beautiful and smart and funny and passionate and that you’d wait.
because you’d never found anyone like me before.
You told me I was special. That I was something worth fighting for.
but still you left me.

You are broken. And so am I**
But someone broke you to the point where you decided you couldn’t want me anymore.

And I have tried not to wonder what might have happened if that person hadn’t broken you. Hadn’t broken us. Hadn’t broken me.

As I lay my bed at night, I'm begging my covers to hold me tight.
Already closing my eyes but you're still in my sight.
Hugging my pillow while looking at the window.
Touching my own skin, I hope it was you I'm feeling.
I'll just do it over and over again pretending you are here.