Don't weep tears for those who won't weep for you,
Don't tilt till the grass becomes blue.

STOP CRYING YOU IDIOT.
GET UP AND MOVE ON

Me and my friend both got horse riding lessons,
The two horses begun to speak to one another,
At first we couldn't understand the messages,
But then we listened closer and we heard,
One of the horses said "NAY!"

Out of the twenty horses in the stable,
I think I rode on the one that,
Was trying to sell drugs to other horses.
Why else would the horse say "Nay"

A rose stems from its roots.
A tree grows from its roots.
We came from two different places
You from the heavens, blessed with grace
And I from the dirt lands.
I wonder whether we'd meet plans
Or whether you're just playing with me.

Are you playing with my heart?
With your kind words dissecting it apart
Or do you genuinely are affectionate?

We come from two different worlds,
You an angel of the heavens
And I from where creatures roam...

Do we really belong together?

Does Frankenstein gets his angelic love?

Why can't I move on?
I'm a walking tragic incident....

I still miss you
What the hell is wrong with me....
Maybe when i said love you now and forever,
That somehow remained true....

I don't know what to feel anymore...

I'm so stupid.
Even right now I want you back.
But I'm just stupid.
You moved on.
I wish you nothing but
The best.

Always an angel,
Just one not in my presence,
But still an angel.

I have become friends with loneliness and I am a lonely guy,
"I am the most popular person anywhere," I lie, I lie.
My friends are the clouds that leap out of the sky,
And my heart belongs to those who leave and say bye.

Why did you have to be so ******* perfect,
Makes me miss you even more,

I finally said,
It is now time to move on,
little did i know....

You already have,
I was a fool for trying,
Should have left intact.....

I said I loved you.
        I knew I loved you.
But I couldn't love you.
        I knew I couldn't in that way.

My biggest strength will ever remain my biggest weakness.

The birds chirping, the breeze hitting my face,
The right side of the bed and nothing out of place.
The little ones' laughter echoing in the house,
Water impacting on my tender skin as I douse,
Warm showers in a winters morning,
Is such a great feeling.

Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder*,
But I have grown to be blind,
Because you will always be beautiful,
For your heart that is so kind.

How can you say
Goodbye to something
you never had?

And that was your heart to me.