I don't understand
Was I not enough
Was our love just a wasteland
Why is letting you go so rough

I tried my best
Yet I have failed you
Was I too depressed
Please tell me what to do

Don't leave me
Don't make me cry
Don't toss me out to sea
Just why?

All I did was love you
And you still left
Did you find someone new
Or was I just too big of a mess

I planned a future
Was it just a lie
The pain will just get worse
But in the end, I'll die

I think romance is a pointless dream...and yet like most girls, It's on my mind constantly, I daydream of course.

If you were to ask me about it I'd say true love is a joke...nothing more than a thought.

Love is an overused word that's meaning was set on fire and neglected...it rarely ever means what it's supposed to anymore!

Today
I know
You want to break up

Don't try to hide it
Your eyes tells it all
The burning love, no more

You that once smiled brightly for me
Now drowned in tears
I no longer want to see you like that

Don't cry for me,
As if you care
Pretending to be nice
When I know it's all lies

I know you want to leave me
But just can't say the words
You keep pretending nothing's wrong
When nothing was even right

Those lips
When you kiss me
I get choked up
I can't breathe
It's no longer love
It's poison

Crazy in love
That was how we lived
You and me, was our everything
Now
we are just crazy
But no longer with love

Now we exchange blows
Words that hurt more than knives
With our relationship
You keep telling me you're tired
But you can't even end it

Don't hold on to me
Feeling your breath against my neck
Is like a cold wind piercing through my skin

Now our love story is nearing its end
But even now you won't say it's over
I know you want me to say it's the end
Even now you are the nice one
And I'm the bad guy
The one who broke up with you

Fine, I'll be the bad guy
I say
"It's over"
I no longer want to see you with tears
I hope you'll find a better love

So don't hold on to me
I might never let you go.
Then you'll continue to hurt

So now please go,
Don't ever come back,
If you do I'll fall in love again
And the cycle of pain will continue

"But just grant me one last wish
Smile brightly for me again
Leave me with that beautiful memory"

Your eyes,
That looked at me with love

Your nose,
That breathed love

Your lips,
That spoke of love

We were stupid in love but now is the end, goodbye my love

A boy you can't resist
He pretends feelings exist
How long will you linger
He has got you wrapped around his finger
You're thinking everything is going so right
He has got you wound pretty tight
It's never going to get better
Eventually you will end up reading a dear John letter
You really need to think twice
Listen to the words that have been given as advice
Sure it may be just an opinion
But they're from real experiences they've been in
There is so much you haven't seen      
My dear you're just eighteen

I told Halie she was beautiful today
And she smiled and said “You’re handsome.”.
I could tell immediately that there had been miscommunication.
I returned that smile as if I could ever hope to mirror the beauty of hers’ and changed the subject
but honestly, she was missing the point.
‘Handsome’ refers to features that are aesthetically pleasing whereas ‘beautiful’…
‘Beautiful’.
It’s a word I try to avoid defining because I don’t think I know enough
but just talking to her…
Putting our foreheads together instead of our lips,
I feel like I could write a bible about what that words means.
I see more than anyone has seen of her yet.
Sadly, herself included.
I love you like a blind man, Hail
Where it isn’t your body that keeps you in my mind,
It is everything you are to me.
You are the symbol of innocence, even after all this time
I still find myself searching for words to say
that could do you justice.
Now I wrote a poem for Amy because of her looks.
I wrote a poem for Megan because of the pain she caused me.
I never wrote you a poem, Hail.
Maybe I was afraid my words would fail
To describe in detail the way your fingertips strike my nerves
as flint strikes steel and throws sparks
into my heart.
I want to let words fall out of the front of my face
and land at your feet
as if they would have any semblance of coherency.
When we’re touching, I can’t make words.
I can’t rush to my first line of defense against the outside world
because I don’t want to be defended from you.
People hear my brazen declarations of love and I know
They’re thinking exactly what I’m thinking.
‘In the grand scheme of my life, our relationship is the blink of an eye’.
But if I can make you one promise
and if I could only make you one, this would be it.
I’m going to remember you, girl.
Life is the tide that washes over the sand castles we've built together
in this sandbox we call an adolescence,
but I promise you that I will always remember
the times I laid my heart bare
for you to see how much I care.
I promise upon this fluttering pulse
I’ll always be
Your something else.