finalle

i guess its over. you’ll probably never see me again and if you do i won’t see you. i’ve tried to move on. i wished i could for the longest time. don’t worry about me i’ll live i guess. have a great life. and just remember i ment everything i ever did for you and me. and this is one of those.

Beautiful Day

This was written about a month or so ago.

The laughs of children on a play ground,

So soothing on such a depressing day.

It’s been a month and a half almost two,

I still sit here and thing what can I do?

The rose you gave me still hangs around my neck,

So close to my heart; the heart you had.

I gave it to you long before you left.

Now I have it back, it’s cold and empty.

Where did I go wrong with myself?

You know they say a man has many flowers in his life, but there is only one rose.