Just GoWhen you go,make sure you leave nothing behind.Nothing to remind me of you,and everything you've shown me.I don't need the problems you create,all the destruction you leave in your wake.I'm truly sorry,it had to end like this.I though it would be a life time of fun,and we wouldn't have a care in the world,but when things turned out like thisWell,just go.I'll watch you as you take a bag of all your things,and leave nothing behind.There's nothing you'll find in my house,that will show you ever lived here.Good-bye.
Begging For an EndBut I was just begging,begging for this to end.You say you can't stand the way,the way I am.Maybe you should take a quick look,at the way you are,and then take another look at me.I just reflect who you are.And so like the mouse,caught in the trap,for that rotten piece of cheese.I've become hurt and rotten,dying on the outside,crumbling and struggling to live on the inside.Or if you'd rather another analogy.I'm like the careless child,who jumps into the deep end,just for a little attention,not realizing the outcome.When I came to you,before it even began.You didn't know,that I was begging for an end.
Caught In The DoorMy heart,caught in the closed door.Rush me off to the emergency room,I need a butterfly stitch.Apply the stitch with care,and hope it doesn't rip,with all the stress and strain,of a teenage heart.And if it does rip,have the sewing kit at the ready,I don't want to go in for surgery.I can't waste time waiting for it to heal.But how did I manage,not to see the door closing in the first place?Why didn't I have time to pull out,before it got smashed?Look at my heart,it's turning black and blue.Now how the hell,am I going to live with a bruised heart?
Chasing The RaysChasing after sunsets,my camera in hand.Impossible I know,but still I try.Catching frogs from the ground,feeling their breathing.Almost like a beating heart,cupped inside my hands.Singing words out loud,off key and out of tune.Not the most pleasant sound,but still there's worse.Dancing to the tune,of dead silence.The music is in my head,no one else needs to hear.Living my life,as best as I can.I will always trip,but I'll try not to fall.
I've Never, But I WillI've never felt your fingers,tenderly skim across the surface of my skin.I've never felt the gentle pressure,of your lips against mine.I've never had the chance,to bury my face in your shoulder.But I've heard you soothing voice.The way it changes ever so slightly,when you tell me that you love me.I've heard the many promises,so easily broken,but you some how manage to keep them.I've never felt your presence,so near and reassuring.Your arms have never embraced me,for love or warmth.I've never been able,to run my hands through your hair.But I've learned to love you,with what's left of my cold and mistrusting heart.I've learned to accept,that our love can be painful,when we're both so far away.But after all the "have not's"and all the "I wishes"I've discovered that no one else will do.Not after letting you see the whole of me,and learning that your appreciate,all the finer points of me.Not after I watched you fall so quickly,so hopelessly in love with me.Not