All this love, All this writing, For an ex lover, Who said in words, I can never be with you. Not in this world or the next. Now, I hate both my life and love.
Even if I liked nothing, I still like the thoughts of you. Even if I listen to no one, I will still listen for your voice. Even if I hate living, Seeing you again makes life special. And even thou I hate myself, I'm glad I shared a bond with you. From now till eternity, You will always be special to me.
In my darkness, I seeked the light, In my sorrows, I searched for you. I hated the world for stealing my light. But i never hated you, or so I thought.
Truth is, I can never hate you. But you simply became the world. How can I love you while I hate the world?
Love is a bond, a sacred rite. For some love is the first, For others love is the rest. On your birthday, you are all. Everything life has to offer. As we celebrate you we remember, The purity your heart has to offer. Happy birthday to you.
If there was one thing, A man needs in this life, A second chance at regrets, Is a chance for redemption, So he can hold his lover, Once more in his arms.
When I am tired, I play some music. Let the feeling wash over my soul. Far from rest, but close to home. Heartbreak songs are still my best. It reminds me that I am all alone.
Smoke softly and drink calmly. Let my heart rest just this once. Breath deeply and exhale calmly. For just this one second, I am fine. Then I remember that I lost you. My heart starts racing once again.
Life has little meaning, Without you by my side. Seeing you hurt broke me, My sadness turned to grief, A silent tear and a lonely bed, Is truely a fitting punishment, For all the pain you endured, Trying to prove your love to me.