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.
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.
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 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?