What a load of BS. I got told that if I don't take the blue out of my hair I will be fired.

Oh if only you knew? How your precious girl, she said such cruel things that stabbed not only me but you as well straight through the back. How she said I was a whore? That's I had slept with you and that you yourself had cheated on her with me? I bet you never heard one word of that. She twisted that web of lies far from the sight of your eyes, and far from ear shot. Funny isn't it? How we never kissed, it was but innocent things way back, things that promised we had something. Sad isn't it? How I was scared silly to say something and pursue it, how you didn't notice or were in denial ignoring it. Did you know? She's more than likely using you? That I...well I love you. Yea I'm sure you didn't know that either.

Do you want to know what my problem is? I will tell you what my problem is…
I love you. I love your name, I love the way you look at me, I love your
gorgeous smile, I love the way you walk, I love your beautiful eyes, I
love the sound of your laugh, I love the way you get mad, I love the
way I don't understand you at all. I love the way I can be having the
worst day of my life and seeing you completely changes my mood. I
love how when you touch me I get weak. And I love how you make me feel safe.
That's my problem...

If you love someone let them go? If they love you they come back? Well what if the waiting hurts, how long shall you wait? And if the outcome isn't what you expect how are you to take it? Sometimes I guess I'll never know and I'll be left her wondering, waiting forever.

Who is the real me?

Curiosity killed the cat, but sometimes I think the cat had the right idea. Because whatever curiosity let the cat find out may have been worth dying for.

There is beauty in the broken. Just look at stained glass windows, made up of the pieces of broken glass that someone took the time to fit back together making them a masterpiece.

Some say that time heals all things, but in truth it only heals the wounds, but the scars remain. They are the reminders you survived but sometimes you can still feel that pain.

I though it was good, and it was...Too good to be true.

How can I be so close and yet feel so far away?

I have the memories, do you?

I wish I had the courage to say it all, every word I should have said. But would you even listen?

It`s as if time is suspended and I`m standing still, afraid to let go of the hour glass....

Stab me through the heart, tear it all apart.
I don't see, how you could do any worse to me.
Cause you left me heart broken, on these tears I'm choking.
Even when you promised me it'd last, but gave up all too fast.