Thursday, March 1, 2012


I can't look at it anymore.
And pretend to be okay.
It still hurts just the same.
I just want to make you go away.
The past still haunts me.
Like a blood stain on the carpet.
I can't get you out of my head.
I wish we never met.
If I close my eyes,
and pretend you're not there.
Maybe the pain will stop.
There's not much more I can bear.
I just want to forget the past.
And forget you as well.
I'm sick of hurting all the time.
Though I'm sure you couldn't tell.

It Was You

I remember smoking those black cigarettes
and hanging out at the football games.
Life was so simple, so boring.
And so Plain.
I always knew there was something more out there.
Something for me to do.
But if you had asked me then, I never would have guessed. . .
It was you.
So take this journey with me.
My hero, my darling, my other half.
Let's make this a story worth telling.
As you walk me down this bumpy path.
Walk with me, I ask you please.
Until we can walk no more.
I can't wait to share my life with you.
I am forever yours.