"you broke my heart"

i will say to you

"but its no big deal"

ill continue

and my voice will falter

when i finish what i had to say

but i will be thinking "yes it is"

as you walk away

"it is a big deal to me"

i'll scream in my head

im broken completely

how long can i keep lying to her?

now i realize all my writing is all angsty and pathetic-licious. and i have much to be grateful for, but without the bad how can you appreciate the wonderful? its just easier for me to write about the worse things that the better ones. though i usually remember the exact opposite, i guess its because i write down and forget about the bad parts. and that leaves me time to think of girls, mostly.