Seems to be
You've forgotten my name
My name which I'm sure
You never cared much about anyway

Seems to be
I've forgotten your name
Forced amnesia is a treat
Especially when you've forgotten about me

We attempt to victimize,
those who we believe tell us lies,
but we do not take time to sympathize,
instead we drown out their cries,
with thoughts of our future prize,
and how we will one day reach the skies,
and then we can be wise,
and attempt to apprise,
those who we once chastised,
but it is too late and it is us they despise,
they see no compromise,
as we are the cause of their demise,
it is too late to revise,
why do you show surprise?
when you stepped on their rise,
spouting **** like "everyone dies",
meanwhile your have grown in size,
thanks to stealing their supplies,
and murdering their allies,
all so you can excuse yourself from seeing the pain in their eyes.

Passion and anger,
Frustration and love.
Sometimes you’re a raven,
Sometimes you’re a dove.

Although I don’t want to,
I can’t help but care.
I’ll always forgive you –
It’s a curse that I bare.

But I haven’t forgotten,
The pain that you brought,
With your indiscretions –
My trust is stretched taut.

So now you’re repentant –
You're seeking my heart.
Just cuz I forgave you,
Doesn’t mean I want part,

Of love that is foolish,
Of a love that is based,
On reckless decisions –
On those made with haste.

So please do remember,
That my heart dismisses,
Love married with drama –
I don’t need salty kisses!

The stars came down to meet me, entangled in her smile
Intoxication overcame me, its power – to beguile
Another glance
another breath
another leap of faith
I’m lost and flustered, emotions clustered
think I’ll stay here awhile

I asked about her preference: Mexican, Greek, or Italian?
She replied with a timid look – a romantic medallion
“Would you like
tomorrow night
to get a bite to eat?”
She replied, “yes,” I must confess
I will not be a dallying

That night I couldn’t sleep, my thoughts were fairly jumping
My bed refused to just sit still, my heart was really pumping
I tried to read
I tried to write
but sleep avoided me
I wasn’t mad, or even sad
for loneliness I was dumping.

I walked around the following day, in a luscious haze
My nervousness accompanied me, a day filled with clichés
The moments dragged
the minutes too
I could barely wait
But finally came, the time to claim
she who has my heart ablaze.

I drove to her apartment, I handed her one rose
She blushed so luxuriously, she loved the flower I chose
We went to eat
and had a ball
The night went by so fast
Now I’m enamored, it’s like I’m hammered
love’s what she bestows.

It hasn’t even been a week, but I’m just a smitten pup
I’m her shiny, China plate, and she’s my fragile cup
We talk each day
her voice assures
I’m most surely in love
She’s so dear, it seems so clear
that I'll never give her up

Everyone loved her when she brought happiness
Everyone adored her for what she could give
But no one gave a **** when she was slitting her wrists for the wrong reasons
No one phoned her to see how she was doing

No one was around for her downfall
When she was reaching for a hand to hold on to
Because in truth
If only there was one hand
Even just one hand
She would grab hold of it for dear life for as long and as hard as she can
Because then she would know that even at her darkest hours
There was a hand that cared
Enough to save her dying heart