Is Life really worth living? Are we even alive or is, the so called flash back really don't mean anything. Maybe we our living the flash back as I write this or may be ending ones life not ending it just making it longer.
This pain that hurts me like a heart attack. This fear of seeing her and making things right, hurts me more then the heart can withstand. Why do I think of people and then have my heart taken away why did I choose things that I knew would kill me in the end.
This girl I seen of such beauty, sweet, lovly and perfect to me. I see her in my dream in my sleep I believe that she is my everything. I wish she was with me, when I am awake but it must just be a dream like always. People ask if she is with me?
What can I do? I am split in two. I love two girls but I don't know how two choose. I mean I am not dating them I wouldn't do that but to find what girl that I want to be with. They are different but the same both so beautiful. They make me happy and feel so good inside.
I seen her in pain crying, hurting, what happened is she ok? Did someone die? I see her face black and blue "What happened?" do they know? "A boy with a temper" they say with anger. That feeling the pain I hurt. What going on? Not again losing control with the demon within.
When you’re alone do you think to yourself? Do you say that maybe you could have change that last thing you said to someone before they left? Do you think that maybe that relationship that was just broken because of you was all your fault?
Lonely that what most people are nowadays just lonely and alone. You miss someone everyone miss someone, it’s just the lonely world. Now when you see that man on the street or the lady with her kids, they are lonely missing and thinking of someone, someone that they have lost.
Thinking of love makes you think about death, no matter how hard you try, it’s always there in the back of your head waiting, seeing if you have the guts to do it. Even in a depressed state that I am in I believe that it would be the end that everything would be batter.
Having a crush on a girl is kind of a weird work, see they don’t see you in the way you see them, you dream every night that they think of you, but you know well that they want nothing to do with you, now that the way I used to think tell I meet the one girl of my dreams.
I would say that I am not normal guy I see the thing that I don’t want to see I love this girl and well does she love me? Everyone ask the question of what the other thinks and I see no answer no matter what happens, it all up to you.
People say that there no love in war but I found love there. It’s not the battlefield that I am talking about it’s the battle in math I found her there, her hair shiny brown, she was there sitting there like nothing was wrong single and waiting for my move.
The pain of being apart eats me inside. The fear of your death is what kills me inside. I wait in the dark and look at the wall to see you looking back at me. I get up at midnight and look at the stars wondering what you see this night. I never knew what love could be until I meet you.
Dear Kattie, it’s been a month since you have left and it been a month since I lost my smile. I can’t dream or think, I can’t seem to breathe or live. I lost my smile. You left me here and I said I'll be here. I told you ill wait that I will never cheat.