why do we have
to fix a heart
that we didn't break
in the first place?
why do we need
to suffer from
the pain caused by
someone else's disgrace?
why do we need
to share a kiss
with someone's worn
out pair of lips?
why do we have
to share the pain
of a stillborn future
and past what-ifs?
why do we stay
if we're not the first?
why do we have them
at their worst?

She left traces on your body
Like mazes running through
The veins, in your bloodstream
I feel them, I do, I do!

I taste it in your kisses
The vestige of her lips
I know your mouth still misses
The love you couldn't keep

I feel it in the goodbyes
You utter easily to me
I know you got me captured
But I don't want to be set free

I know you loved her deeply--
I feel it in your touch
So now I often wonder
If you could love me just as much

i tried to love another
but my heart goes back to you
i asked the stars to remember--
they don't seem to have a clue.
i paint myself a different color,
yet i still go back to blue.
it seems i won't forget you,
no matter what i do.

when we kissed, he popped
these bubblegum words
in my mouth.
the sugar exploded
and caressed my tongue,
and it felt so good
while it lasted
but the bliss was short,
the sweetness died
and it left behind
a bitter aftertaste
that haunts my mouth
till now.

yellow, orange, brown
leaves are falling on the ground
trees are weeping...
winter's coming...
days are passing...
i'm slowly breaking down.

i thought of georgia and its lake
i thought of you and the love we made
i am weeping...
you're not coming...
the nights are fading...
i'm slowly breaking down.

he closed his eyes and i wondered if
i should kiss his lips
i drew closer and closer to him
but remembered, he wasn't mine to kiss
he was just a distant dream
not for me to miss

he smiled at me and i wondered why
life could be unfair sometimes
little did we know how love hurts so much
till were finally on the spot
we love, they love-- but it's not us
and it's a cycle we can't stop.

Listen boy.
I do not need you to be a knight in shining armor,
I do not love you because of your sword or you white horse
Or the beautiful red cape around your back.

Perhaps, I am a damsel in distress
But I don't need you to save me.

What I need is a hand to hold me tight
While I save myself.