The steam from my tea rises up into the sky,
Like an angel, small and white
I wish I could rise with it
Up into the grey sky
Never looking back to the cold dark ground

"my thoughts have aligned themselves as poetry"

*doesn't that make them even more beautiful?

I'm sorry I couldn't help you
I'm sorry I feel like I failed you
I'm sorry I feel helpless
I'm sorry but you didn't tell me
I could have tried
I could have been there for you
I'm sorry
You can tell me anything
I will listen
You don't have to be afraid
I love you

I went from really hi
to very low
in a matter of minutes

I sit here feeling nothing
I'm not hungry
I'm not sad
I'm not happy
I'm just empty

Could you love me when I laugh,
Could you love me when I'm daft?
Could you love me when I cry,
Could you love me when you don't know why?
Could you love me when I don't feel pretty,
Could you love me when I want your pity?
Could you love me when I feel pain,
Could you love me when you feel the same?
Could you love me when I love you,
Could you love me and love me true?

would it be selfish of me to say
          *i can't help...
     i hurt too much