In the dark of the night I think about your love. Everyday in the light I think about your love. You don't know how you saved me. From the darkness and suicide. You showed me the most beautiful side of life. I don't know what led me to you but I don't care who sees and I am forever thankful. The only thing that is frustrating now is that you don't know how you saved me. So I will continue to show my gratitude. Maybe one day you'll get how much I love you.
It's almost as if all of the pain went straight to my hair. When I shedded my hair it's like I shedded the pain. Now I feel free and reborn and ready to do this thing called life.
The happy go lucky, smart, and full of life person has died because you slit his throat with you sword-like tongue. Now the only thing to do is become a new person. So, RIP old me.
The smile you gave me when we first met was a lie. Now that you've hurt me beyond repair you give me that smile once again. So, was the first smile just a warning signal?