• We love..we hate..we kiss..we break..good things happen..bad things occur..life is a mystery..at least for me this is true..

    We try to pretend to be someone else..just to hide the pain from the things we hate..when we think there is no hope..we tend to give up..we wonder what is life for..

    As I sit..waiting.. thinking.. about the times we have shared together.. in this cold dark night..in my heart..you are still here..with me..forever
    As the days go by..a piece of me dies..every time i see you..you're with another guy..you told me that we could never see each other anymore..when I think about this..all I could do is cry..I cut myself.. just to take my mind off the real pain..hiding the fact that I will never be with you ever again..

    written by Kris