The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
I cry for the time that 你 were almost mine, I cry for the memories I've left behind, I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new, I cry for the times I thought I had 你
Not all scars show, not all wounds heal Sometimes 你 can't always see The pain someone feels
Whats the sense of wishing for something when I always just wish it away?
Every night i talk to the stars pretending its you.. it acts just like 你 tho.. far away and never 回复 to my 问题
Why do people tell 你 to believe in what 你 want to but then tell 你 not to believe in the one true thing 你 do believe in?
Times a precious thing to waste, but 老友记 are 更多 precious
吻乐队(Kiss) me im emo!
The sad truth is that most evil is done 由 people who never make up their minds to be good 或者 evil.
The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom.
Do not assume that he who seeks to comfort 你 now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do 你 good.
His life may also have much sadness and
difficulty, that remains far beyond yours.
Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words.
I cry for the time that 你 were almost mine, I cry for the memories I've left behind, I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new, I cry for the times I thought I had 你
Not all scars show, not all wounds heal Sometimes 你 can't always see The pain someone feels
Whats the sense of wishing for something when I always just wish it away?
Every night i talk to the stars pretending its you.. it acts just like 你 tho.. far away and never 回复 to my 问题
Why do people tell 你 to believe in what 你 want to but then tell 你 not to believe in the one true thing 你 do believe in?
Times a precious thing to waste, but 老友记 are 更多 precious
吻乐队(Kiss) me im emo!
The sad truth is that most evil is done 由 people who never make up their minds to be good 或者 evil.
The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom.
Do not assume that he who seeks to comfort 你 now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do 你 good.
His life may also have much sadness and
difficulty, that remains far beyond yours.
Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words.
This was my poem, I wrote it and it was not directed to anyone, I swear, it was just a bad day.
If I died tomorrow,
Would 你 care?
Would 你 miss the way I smile?
或者 the smell of my hair?
If I died tomorrow,
Would 你 really miss me?
Would 你 miss times we walked?
或者 every time 你 kissed me?
If I died tomorrow,
Would 你 be to blame?
Would 你 come to the funeral?
And hang you're head in shame?
If I died tomorrow,
Is there anything you'd want to say?
Maybe that 你 爱情 me?
And want me to stay?
If I died tomorrow,
Would 你 care?
Would 你 miss the way I smile?
或者 the smell of my hair?
If I died tomorrow,
Would 你 really miss me?
Would 你 miss times we walked?
或者 every time 你 kissed me?
If I died tomorrow,
Would 你 be to blame?
Would 你 come to the funeral?
And hang you're head in shame?
If I died tomorrow,
Is there anything you'd want to say?
Maybe that 你 爱情 me?
And want me to stay?