• I Hate It...When You Remember A Memory Perfectly But You Can't Remember What Their Face Looked Like.

    It Makes Me Feel Guilty.
    Especcially When You Know, Its All In Your Head
    And You Can't Make It Out Into Words,
    Maybe...It Never Truelly Existed.
    Maybe, I Should Just Forget About Everything..
    All Of It.
    I Wish I Could Just Tell People..What I'm Thinking.
    When Really..I'm Scared Of What Their Going To Say In Return...
    Or Is It Because I Don't Know How To Speak It...Or Where To Start.
    When I Open My Lips Nothing Comes Out. Even How Hard I Try To Say It.
    Even If Its With Someone I Love Dearly. I Can't Tell Them How I Feel,
    What I Truelly Think.
    All I Can Do Is Smile.
    I Don't Want You To Worry Or Cry For Me.
    I Don't Even Want You Stop Smiling.
    You're Selfishness...
    I Think..
    It's The Thing, That's Keeping Me Going.
    You're Laughter.
    It's Priceless.
    I Just Wish You Could See That In Yourself.
    How Perfect You Are.
    How Amazing You Are.
    It Might Sound Retarded..
    But I Think It's A Reason To Keep Breathing.
    I Think I'm Just Scared.
    I'm Scared To Just. Love Someone.
    That Everything Would Happen Alover Again.
    The Horror, The Agony.
    That You'd Just Drop Dead. Right Infront Of My Face.
    Like Everybody Else Did.
    One By One.
    Sometimes. I Think...
    If I Killed You Myself.
    I Could..Live With That.
    Knowing You Died Happy.
    I Think That's All I Really Wanted To Do..
    Sacrfice Your Life.
    I Guess I'm The One Whose Selfish Now...
    Funny..Isn't It?