When you cried, I was there to lift you up
Make you whole again
You always said I helped mend your broken heart
But you always said I would never lose your hand
Now I know that what we were was so pathetic
Just contemplating
Indescribable synthetic makeup of a heart
Crisscrossing over, underneath our veins connected
But everything is wrong now, everything was right
Who’s to say our masochistic way of thinking
Was nothing but a lie?
Gave in to romance
A novel with our faces on the cover
Never read the ending
Wish I had then maybe I’d be sober
Instead I’m so deadly hung-over
A grave, unsteady pile of stones
Ready to tumble and crush you in your sleep
This is my final tribute to you
Eighteen.
'Gave in to romance, A novel with our faces on the cover, Never read the ending' I love that line. This is really good i like the way you express yourself. It has a really good flow to it
Chris please tell me what's going on? ? ? ..If someone knows the truth about his suicide please tell me! ! !
WOW! i was looking for a poem that contributed to my relationship with my boyfriend, and i found it. this poem kicks a**! i lov eit to death: >
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow this is really good i like the view you took on it and the way you expressed yoursself