you can call it fate
or destiny
sometimes it really
seems like its a mystery
'cause you can be hurt
by love. and healed by
the same

Timing is everything

true love?

i used to believe it existed.
but when you've had your heart torn out and thrown on the floor, you just don't care anymore. ask me why i keep on loving

putting every
kind of poison
in my system

to try to push
you out of
my veins

and i've been
here before

don't give hope
to the hopeless

cos only the
hopeless cling
so desperately
to hope

i almost wish
this car would
crash

but i'm not
nearly drunk
enough for that

its funny...
how easily you walked
into my life was just
how easily you walked
out of my life

Walking in circles
In my lonely room,
Talking to shadows
As if they were blooms
And blossoms of love;
Old friends and lovers
Cousins and brothers.

Running in circles
Through my many pasts;
Forgotten or misbegotten
Some fleeting some lasted.
Replaying old movies
That played inside my head
Of people and places
And things that were said.

Walking in circles
Through the phases of life.
Trying not to remember
Times that cut like a knife,
Trying instead to rewrite
My history to come out right
Where nobody was unhappy
And there were no fights.

Stumbling in circles
As my body was getting old,
Too hot in summer
And, in winter, always cold.
But still I remember
My wonderful cast of stars
That have come and gone
Through my life thus far.

lost myself
on the edge
so close to the
tempting death

loving eyes
overlook my
vulnerable heart
exhausted life

dear you,

I'm sorry that I'm such a disappointment
I'm sorry that I couldn't live up to your expectations
I'm sorry that I'm not pretty
I'm sorry that I put you down
I'm sorry that I wasn't good enough

I'm sorry that
this is goodbye.

"tell me the truth,"* she whispered.  

she looked up at him from the floor as she tried to hold herself together.

he looked down at her with no emotion in his eyes and a smirk playing on his lips.  

*"it was all just a game.  you and me, we could never happen."

"do you still love him?"



                                                             "no but i love the memory of him"