I should not have to beg for you to pick me.
I deserve someone that will want me as their first and only choice.
I am not a late night confidence boost, a lonely miss you text.
I am worth more than this and am working each day to believe this.

Her feet pound the pavement with each step forward, one mile quickly turns into three.  Her mind uses her nightmares to motivate her, each one darker than the next. How is she supposed to escape when she is running from her own mind.

I was already in pieces but I gave myself to someone new, praying they could fix it.
As expected they took my pieces and tore them just a little more.
Why do I continue to give myself when I have nothing left to give, how do I continue.

I never thought something as simple as words could be so complex.
How is it when someone says "no" we understand it as "yes".
Or that we can both have different meanings for forever, I did not realize forever was meant to be so short.
I have the hardest time understanding how some words don't have any meaning anymore like how I am sorry and I love you just flow from your mouth like the air you exhale.

A new moon is seen as nothing but will go through phase after phase to build itself to a full moon, and repeat his cycle. No matter what phases we can admire its progress. Everyone loves to tell the moon of its beauty and presence.

Why is it that I have to be whole to be beautiful, can't we admire my progress.

How do you say goodbye to someone that you thought would be in your life forever.

How do you accept that they made a choice and you can not do anything to change their mind.

So when I say goodbye please know I am really saying I love you, please come back.

She tries to hide her grin when his name pops up on the screen, but she shows it all.

Her expression when his name pops on the screen explains all the weight she carries.