tired.

so how much difference could it possibly make, yah, how much effort could it possibly take to save me from sailing over the edge?


the mirrors images manipulating my thought, lost in the dark...searching for a light but only darkness comes. i feel your presence but we both know you're not really there. oh, how i miss you.  if i could see you once more even only if in my slumber... we were cheated. 

there is a hole in my heart.  i want to be whole.


happiness comes and goes so quickly. i haven't been living. i'm just doing. i miss your enthusiasm. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. first things first, one thing at a time. i wish i could hear you again. i wish you were here again.