He doesn't know what he's doing when he pushes me away and tells me it's over, no more, we are through. It's like everything I've ever lived for has just came crashing down before me and I'm just trapped in a building thats fallen. Shards of glass littering the floor of my heart, bricks unsteady and toppling [like my sanity]. It would all be alright if he'd just have given me another chance, seen that these words were the truth, the real thing, love.
I tried my best to express each and every piece of my heart to the man who tore each and every part of it into tiny little fabricated nothings. I tried to give him something of me, to show him that love is endless and it lives in me, but only for him.
It's a shame those who you need to listen to you, are the ones who will never open an ear to you. I guess love falls on deaf ears as well as blind eyes.








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