I want to know if I have enough will power.
If I have enough strength to actually go through with it.
I know we'll be so much happier, and I think I'm going to start today.
Less and less everyday.
Inside is dark
Unpredictable, dangerously cruel, jealous
Outside is light
Positive, warm, simply soothing
The door is large
Built of solid red wood
It has scratches on both sides
Wood has been stripped and hinges scuffed
I have the key to the door
Reluctant but now prepared
For what happens when it opens
And they finally meet
My sunset is
I feel far from you and
I miss you, my sunshine
Someone asked me to draw
Draw what heartbreak looks like
I finally got tired of drawing a broken heart
And I started drawing you
even the darkest minds can drip gold;
pink roses can bloom behind ****** chain link fences,
as leaves can stay orange as they float in puddles reflecting gray.
there’s always stars in the dark.
Do you think a girl could love a boy who writes for her a million poems? That's what I plan to do.
Why come now?
When the show is over?
When the curtains are closed?
My love, it’s too late.
I don’t feel anything for you anymore
I don’t feel anymore