I shall lay here with tears rushing out of my crystal blue eyes. You broke me once , shame on me to think another chance would be better.

"How do you cut?"
You know when you were little and you ate those pop rocks, and you'd place them all at once on your tounge.
That feeling whe they go down your throat, it hurts but you love it. The tingling deep down , seconds later it was gone?

When the cold razor touchs my pale warm wrist and thighs, I feel it pericing my skin. First you'll tear but as soon as the razor goes deeper the pain will drift as the blood slowly rushed out. You'll clean up and you'll walk back out and smile like it never ever happened.
Like the tingling its all over after a few

Love is a wasteland
In till you gave me your hand
Love is a waste time
Until you were mine

Love is what you make
And honestly I hope we make it
Love is a great place
Love is like a great race

Love is the sunset hitting the oceans edge
With a great, bright green light
It's a great memory
But it only last a second

Love is a three year old eating candy
And an old man slowly dancing to the classics
Love is something you'll never see
You'll only feel

Love is a dove and a black bird
You'll smile and cry
You'll be happy, with just knowing a heart brake is up the road

Love isn't a red rose
Love isn't a kiss
Love is something like magic
Love is hate to the person you couldn't be without

Love is love
Love isn't love
Love is infinity
Love is gone like that

Something you love is something you treasure
" i love you"
Therefore, I treasure you
And i honestly do

Hugs and cuddles
Tears and screams
Make ups and brake ups
Love is only something for the strong

Trust and forgiveness is big
Being faithful and honest
Showing you care
And that you'll stay right there

" you're too young to love"
I'm sorry, I don't remember you being part of my emotions, but thanks
Love is no age
Love is love and that's it

Ed Sheeran's new album is my love
I guess you are to
But you also hurt me, Ed sings for me
But your teddy bear hugs get to me

13 ways to look at love is quite easy
You simply don't
Love isn't one thing
Love is everything you love

Poetry should be the words that flow on paper cause you're to scared to let them out  

It's something beautiful & dark like a dead rose in the middle of a green house

It's like a black & white photograph it has so much mystery but yet you understand

Its the way the ocean waves crashing above the rocks, it's glorious & dangerous

Its scary & beautiful, its mysterious & dark, it's glorious & dangerous
   It's a poem about a poem but really it's a poem about you

Skin so clean
             Lips so sealed
Secrets kept
              Tears so shared
Smile all day
               To cry all night
Under cloths
                To see the scars
Secrets kept
                 So deep Inside
Smile all day
                  Just to cut that night

With every word he said she become weaker, not because of how sweet his words were; but because of how weak they made her feel.