There is a bag of peaches
in the refrigerator
However, I'm afraid
that they've gone bad
And left a soggy puddle
of juice in the drawer.

I believe this is because
I was saving them for you,
And you were saving them for me  
So no one ate them.
Wrapped in a blanket of caring,
They wasted away,
Like I will if you leave

You said you'd never leave me.
You were here to stay.
Days go by,
Counting down the weeks,
Maybe you were just busy.
A month gone by...
Yeah, I shed a tear
Still believing,...
You assured me,
You would be back.
How could you forget?
I was certain you'd remember.
Months have passed,
And a little bit of reminiscence recaps.
Maybe, just maybe, someday...
If the spirit is calling,
You will embrace what you said
And you will come back.
This, I believe in still.
Perhaps, I am crazy.
Perhaps, I am sane.
Perhaps, time does not even exist.
In this matter,
It is only of the motion you guided me in
All along.

You told me you were made of glass,
and that your heart was far to thin.
But I did not believe you,
until I felt you cut my skin.

Now the scars on my heart
run to deep to forget.
I still have the old roses
from the first time that we met.

And I don't know why I told you
that I’m good at letting go.
Because as I look at these dead flowers,
I pray for them to grow.

she leaves
everything
on a page,
all her sorrow,
her love
and her rage,
and I truly believe
she will write
herself free
of the jailers
who fastened
her cage.

Normal people don't want to hurt themselves.