i think we’ve all fallen down a time or two in life.
it's the ways we’ve chosen to get back up that makes us powerful

trying to read someones intentions are confusing , they may look like their staying. But they've already stepped a foot out the door.

we used to be like magnets
if we got close we knew we couldn’t separate.
if we got to far apart, there was still a strong
sensation that kept pulling us together.
but we kept breaking down into small bits
and began to scatter.
we lost our strength,
now i’m not sure if our souls will
ever reattach to each other again .

Like two thunderstorms that came
From opposite directions
Colliding
And caused mass destruction
That’s exactly what happened when our souls met

my hopes are so high
i hope they don't crash
because i'm not sure
if they'll survive the landing

my dreams had faded
like photos that had been hanging
on the walls for too long
once the summer sun
starting sizzling outside
dwindling out
as the seconds went by.

You taught me a lesson, and that was to never trust again.