It is the curse to search you in every person I meet, the curse with no cure.

You only reveal your game plan when you know you're winning, or losing.

I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything,at any time,and I am not your fault.

Loving you is loosing my soul,I was in a lost battle, Death at my door,A dog in a backyard feels for my pain,Beer in a broken bottle wet paint and rain.

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

You’re everything to me. But at best, I’m just a memory to you.

You’re everything to me. But at best, I’m just a memory to you.

You shattered the remainder of my heart, yet you expect me to be okay with it day after day.

You shattered the remainder of my heart, yet you expect me to be okay with it day after day.

He was both everything I could ever want…And nothing I could ever have….