Your aura is one of the greatest things i love about you. You light up any room you enter. You and I had a rough relationship that i wish i could fix but all I do it hurt you and I cant express how sorry I truly am for all the pain I caused  you. Her aura was beautiful

Life and cigarette are similar as life goes on our light slowly burns out inching closer to the end as my cigarette burns but we don’t need to let our light go out as life yes is hard but there’s always a burning passion in people as life burns as my cigarette. As the flame gets closer and closer to my fingers I get ready to spark up another one

I can’t help but find myself thinking of old memories with her and the new scars from you I’d take it all back but I can’t control the old memories and new scars

Bit by bit my mask is slowly being broken and shattered at every turn but alas there are moments when I feel my mask being repaired because of others I care for but sadly this mask of mine still shatters

The battle of heart and mind is often one we lose it’s the one fight we can’t run from but yet alas it’s the hardest. It leaves the biggest scars and the deepest wounds. Wounds and scars that can’t heal