• For what is life worth?
    We break hearts and get our own broken.
    We make mistakes and don't get a chance to fix them.
    We try and try but we are never good enough.
    Why do we live?
    For what purpose are we here?
    Sometimes I feel like love is suicide.
    You could die for love,
    and your heart shatter and who would care?
    Only God.
    But why?
    Why only God?
    Why cant we ever find that one person
    to be there through anything?
    Heck why cant we be that person?
    The one that doesn't cheat...
    doesn't lie...
    just someone to truly love...
    I found that person.
    The person i will always love...
    but now... will probably never love me...
    My stupid actions ruined what i had...
    Other people didn't help me much till now.
    I don't want to loose or forget what i have,
    but what choice is there?
    It's no longer up to me...
    It's up to him.
    It's up to God to decide if love is really suicide.