this diarys run out of pages

because on each and every line,

i had written your name

but i've crossed out, every single one.

the pages are torn so is my heart

but i still look at it every night

to remind me never to make 

the same mistake again


and writing a song would keep me awake

cause i'm scared i'll dream of you


the ink bleeding through the paper

portrays a bleeding hearts melody

so i crumble up this chapter of my life

'cause it needs to be forgotten

...i wish it was that easy

if only it were that easy...


i'll never feel better