My heart has been broken many times Tears have fallen, friendships have been broken. They all do the same thing but does it ever mean anything? I think I am broken for good. I think that you don't even care. As the tears are streaming down my face and blood is falling to the ground I think of all the things you said never wanted the time we shared to end. Why do I always end up broken, cut, beaten, and torn. Now I sit here, forced to mourn.
xXeMoPrInCeSs14Xx · Wed Feb 11, 2009 @ 12:30am · 0 Comments |