When there is nothing there was something there before. When someone comes and goes it leaves you longing something more. People die inside each others hearts quite often. You died in mine, why is love so hard to find?

You open up your heart While your other looks inside, She tells you what she likes and all the traits that you should hide. Butterflies oozing..out of my throat , Fire dancing..out of my eyes. Sorrow stretching like blue in the skys..I once was unsure but iv opened my eyes.

My heart is mine to cherish. My heart is no one else's. My heart is mine to hold..Love feels far too old, I'm growing tired of it. Detaching all my strings..like the birds one day my heart may sing. If only you would wrap around my finger like a ring.