I held my breath as

If I already knew that

Your soul has great depths

Sadness and fear rise up inside my soul

We're apart and I no longer feel whole

Perhaps the heart can never be controlled

But I'd give anything to be the one

That's by your side when the day is done

Surrounding yourself with other people



Feigning interest day after day




Just to forget about that ONE

You don't really want to be with someone like me, though

And it's true

My heart has been broken too many times

By too many things and too many people

I would try my best to be there for you, but sometimes, I wouldn't be

Sometimes, I'm not even there for myself

There are days when I am filled with dark grey clouds

And others when all I speak is rainbows

You would probably suffer on both kinds of days

Knowing, on the somber ones, that my own thoughts were suffocating me

And then, on the good ones

Knowing that the weather might soon change

I looked at the love poem and felt a wave of guilt because it wasn't for me, just the person he thought I was.

He is longing for someone that doesn't exist.

I don't have the heart to tell him, but I know that until I do, he will keep dreaming about a version of me that is a far cry from my actual self.

I'm so sorry.

The girl he loves can never return his love for her because..I made her up.

He fell in love with the mask I wore just to please him, I pretended to like all the same songs and to keep quiet when all I wanted to do was speak and I spoke when all I wanted to do was stay silent and he fell in love with everything I'm not.

How am I supposed to explain that I broke his heart trying not to break it?

My love for you burns

Brightly enough that

Shadows avoid me

You said that loved me

But do you love me?

How can you love me when you don't even know me

You only knew me for such a short time

You only knew my pretty side

You didn't know that I can get so difficult

You didn't know that sometimes I get so afraid

You didn't know that I like dancing around by myself

You didn't know that I'm scared of heights

There's so much you didn't know about me

And yet you went and said that word

But, you could only love me if you had met my dark

And I was too afraid to show you anything but light

I was too afraid you'd run away after seeing how bad I get sometimes

I was too afraid you would run away after hearing the things I sometimes say

I was too afraid, too afraid...

You love the mask that I wore, that's what you love

But that's not really me

You're in love with what I pretend to be

Not how I really am

Not the horribly imperfect person that I am

Just the perfect girl I wish I was

How painful it is
Loving someone
Who only sees you as
Just another girl
That he gets to say
Fell for him
Just another heart
That he claimed
Is......
Beyond my poetic ability
To express.

I can tell my secrets to the paper and it won't betray me

I can write my soul into the ink and I won't, misportrayed, be

A strong desire of mine is this:

To meet people like ink and paper is my wish