Sometimes I just wish there were words for how I feel, tears worthy of how you make me feel. I pretend that I no longer need the feel of your touch and that everything we had just never meant anything at all. But honestly all I want is for you to realize what went wrong and to come back and tell me that the true meaning of life is you in my arms. I close my eyes and everything fades to black. The eccentric colors of the past all fall from the sky as I fall into the darkness without a guide to tell me if what I do is the way it’s meant to be. You hurt me, made me into someone I promised my self id never be. I can no longer look you in the eye and smile. The fakeness can not be covered up with a smile. The tears can’t be prevented from falling. The one thing I need is that person who can brush away my tears and break down my walls and I will never again have to worry about falling to pieces and having to pull my self up all on my own. Cuz baby trust me the pieces have been broken just one to many times by your cruel words for this broken puzzle to be put back together again.