You can't tell me 'we' all are perfect little angel.
We **** up things.
You can't tell me 'you' never did anything wrong.
We all tell little white lies.
You can tell me that I have said something dumb or stupied.
We all do.

I got him.
I tried once and didn't.
I got him this time though.

I can call him mine, we can be happy together.
It a little bit of distance, not to much for me though.

I'm hoping it will last longer then I feel it will be though...

Fixed?
You could say that, he did everything to help me.
We'd fight though...
Fight, fight and fight.
I got sick of it.
We were just meant to be friends.
Nothing more.

I still love him.
I always will.
I just cant stay held on.

You only hear the music when your heart begins to brake,

I've always heard it,
have I always been broken?

To think,
you were mine for a day.

To think,
you were so happy.

To think,
I started falling for you.

To think,
you don't talk to me anymore.

To think,
you cut wrist now.

To think,
I miss you so much it hurts.

To think,
You held  in your arms,
so I held you hand,
I sat in your lap and you kissed my neck,
so I kissed your lips all on that one day.

To think,
we were each other for that day I'll never forget but, now you want to be gone forever </3

I have my heart on my wrist today.
For the kids who cant even get outta bed in the morning,
for the kids who suffer and dont search for help,
for the kids who have tried and made it or didnt,
and mostly for me.

They use to be happy.
I use to sit and talk with her.
About him and mostly only him.

He had mixed feelings for this girl.
She fell for him too.

He ended it.
She was devastated.

This girl was not me.
IT was my best friend though.