Do you realize what you do? Whenever you delete one of us?

You use minutes of your life to write us up, Isn't that such a bust?

We wait around patiently in your drafts, possibly abandoned or alone

Hoping for that day where we will be finished and complete, your profile would be our home!

But there was something about us that you didn't like

Instead of revising and editing, you clicked "DELETE". You gave up the fight!

Change us! Revive us! Turn us into something that will please you!

Afraid of what people may think of us? Then allow us to seal their lips like glue!

We will be whatever you want us to be, but PLEASE give us a chance!

Are you a coward? Are you too lazy? You have everything you need in advance!

Don't let us go so quickly! Please don't put us to shame!

Or do you only see us as empty words with no meaning on a blank white page....

A thousand times I've said it
I'll say it a thousand times more
I said it in my dreams
Screamed it in my nightmare
I said it on the phone
I've texted it out
In the kitchen, in our room
Nearly everywhere
I don't think you've heard me clearly
Because you're never there
You left me, standing here
Crying it out a thousand times
Living out my worst fear
I'm giving up, I'm never heard
I'll say it a thousand times more
But I'm changing one simple word

I love you?
~no~
I Hate You!

I hope you can hear me now
Want me to text it out?
I'll scream it in my dreams
Now that I know what it really means
A few simple letters, my message is changed
What I said before?
I think I was deranged
I didn't have a clue
Don't worry about replying ***
I've already deleted you

I now remember,
all the times I had with her.
That day at the park,
that day when I treated her to dinner,
or that day when we went to the movies,
and stayed for far too long.

I now remember,
all the things about her.
Her gorgeous eyes,
her bright smile,
or how our hands fitted perfectly.

But those things don't matter anymore

Now I've been left with this
aching pain.
I've been spending sleepless nights,
still thinking about her.
Oh why didn't I see,
just how much she treasured me?

It was foolish of me
letting her leave.
If only I can turn back time,
to spend one more moment,
one more second
with her in my arms.

Why didn't I show that I love her.
Why didn't I show that she meant the world to me.
But these things don't matter anymore.
Since now all I have,
is myself to blame.