i'm a quiet person so i hear everything

nothing's gonna change no one's gonna listen to me

The abuser and the abused The source of love and the initiator of hate

i wrote you a letter Tore it all apart the next day

their opinions, do they matter even the slightest?

I need someone more than a mere friend Someone who can actually prove what a true friend is,a true companion is

pov-you fell in love with the person that destroyed you.

it's like those mornings you wake up and you smile till your eyes form those wrinkles you hated at first you have finally overcome the things you feared

A cloud of blue overshadows me, Showering with the crooked yet nostalgic thoughts of yours.

"this is the first and the last time i write for you so listen to me with the patience you never had."

i have a life oh not the one i live

he is capable of loving but not people

their opinions, do they matter even the slightest?

I see the way you call your eye color a dull and dirty brown, I see the way, you don't like your perfect eye

leaves are falling down, yet another autumn has come wind blows, carrying the sweet smell of nothingness and your wild love