When I still think about him and how much I care for him.


and how much i wish I could hate him. and wish I had the strength to never think about him again.


But I can't hate him....and I cannot stop my mind from picturing his face..and feeling his lips on mine...

I was falling in love with a boy, who didn't have the ability to love me in return....

and  I just wish I could see him  again, and shake him and tell him I would still do anything or him.
and how i need him back in my life.






its these early hours that i am alone with everything I have done...and all the demons come to visit.




"all I know, I need you back so I can take your breath away. Back before the day that all this went away. Those times meant everything. I'd give up everything for this now.."