claire bear


-i see tears run down your face
i see the hurt and pain in your eyes
as i wonder why you are so shy
i feel like i've known u forever
i feel like i know the pain

-i see tears fall down your cheeks
you run out of the room with hurt in your eyes
i fallow u to see if you're ok
when i see you shock runs across my face

-i see tears build in your eyes
you are slitting your wrist
i feel tears run down my face
you look up and then put the knife down

-i run over and whipe your tears
wondering why
you explain everything
you say your boyfriend commited suicide and you feel lost
you say how he was perfect for you and how he was always there for u
yo say how u wish he was here

-i feel tears run down my face
i tell you about my ex who killed himself and he was the most wonderfull boyfriend i ever had i tell you that u arent alone in this world i tell you how i know how it feels to lose the person u love i tell u that it will all be ok then u wipe the tears out off your eyes and u smile

Submitted: Wednesday, June 20, 2012

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