Theres something about the way,
Something so perfect and pure,
Can simply cease to exist,
Just you left, nothing to say.
~
You're free, spread your wings,
To somewhere unknown you fly,
With no direction you're lost,
Just getting over the little things.
~
Hurt by that which was once ours,
Struggling to stay above,
Each breath dissipating,
This butterfly flew with *scars.

It's been so long since I've written,
It's almost like I've forgot.
It's been so long since I was open,
It's almost like I'm not.

I really dont know how to say that,
I am not okay once more.
I really dont know how to say that,
I am not quite sure what for.

Perhaps it's because you're gone,
Perhaps the fact it's all over.
Perhaps it's because you left,
Perhaps the fact I'm a leftover.

It hurts trying to accept the that,
It really is the end.
It hurts trying to accept that,*
It really isn't "boyfriend".

You really don't know do you?

You do not know...
How your smiles lights up the dark,
How your laugh eases all my nerves and anxiety,
How your eyes see into the deepest parts of my heart,
How your ears listen to me without falter.

You don't know...
How you brighten up each day,
How you make getting out of bed worth it,
How you inspire me to be a better person,
How you have changed my life for the better.

You don't know...
How much you mean to me,
How much I appreciate all you do,
How much desire I have for you,
How much I love you.

You don't know...
How special you are to me

You really don't know

Green means go,
Red means stop
People only see,
Whats going on on *top

It's the things we don't know,
That can cause us the most pain...