what was easier?
leaving you or forgetting you?

I thought that I could turn you
Into a nice warm home
But it's only when I'm with you
That I feel truly alone

I
Loved
You

Never assume
A beautiful soul
Is not a broken one.
Sometimes the people
Whose souls shine the brightest
Are the ones that are that way because
Of the light reflecting off of
The sharp broken pieces
Of their heart.

she lays under the stars
wondering
how did it all turn out like this?
a year ago, she was fighting
and now she rests
with her wounds open,
her heart on her sleeve
staring at the passage where her dreams meet

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I don't think that I
Can live without you.

Never trust a wonderer who's too scared to ask why
Never trust a bird who's too afraid to fly.