it feels like only yesterday
that day two years ago
that you almost died
was that real
or a show
tell me please
you cross my mind
i wounder were you are
are you ok
or still broken
i need to know
but you are no were to be found

you didn't know
But i couldn't really anwser
The rest you need to find out
I am sorry but it's for the best
But you dont know it causes me to put my dreams to rest

the words spilled from her mouth

here i sit,
as my best friend,
tells me
you have another.

i shouldn’t care.
but i do.

no matter how hard i try,
the poetry for you in which i write,
never ceases.
it just keeps pouring out of my soul.
it sometimes seems as if,
the poetry i write for you is what keeps my heart beating.
what keeps me breathing.

but now, what am i supposed to do?
her?
seriously?
do you think she will love you?
do you really think she will love you?
please tell me.

it’s hard to think of you with another
because we used to be so in love with each other.

it’s been a long time since we last spoke,
but it feels as if all the memories of us i have were just made yesterday.

you have another.
who will never,
ever,
love you in the way i could.

but my question for you is,
will you love her in the way you could towards me?

i heard your voice
i panicked
but i guess you didn't see me
and again then once more
why is it that you can distract me even when your not around

i wasn't going to trust you again
but i feel like i should
its not all your fault
you wanted a reason
that one was there
i think it was to far
that he was why
that it was all fake
you made me feel insecure
because you didn't want to live
did you know it would hurt me?

Pay attention to the passion,
the passion is the most perfect suffering of all.
A passion is unflawed. a passion is idyllic,
a passion is pure, however.

The pick that's really strange,
Above all others is the pleasure.
Does the pleasure make you shiver?
does it?

Friendship is ever lasting.
ever lasting is friendship.
Does the friendship make you shiver?
does it?