What used to be

I'm enveloped in you and me
or atleast what used to be.
I'm tired of the lies,
the lies you supply.

My heart lays in peices
broken like glass.
A puzzle left to peice together

Apologizes can's fix this shattered me.
I cry and grieve
On what used to be.

Pain

Stabbing, hurting, crying.
Inside it feels like I'm dying.

Love Game

Love is treated like a game,
Never serious, never tame.

A broke heart like the loser
Confuse on what to do.

A winner never a winner for long,
Cause thier always wait another game.

Love

Pain but jost 
Happiness with sorrow.
I cry so much,
And wait for tommorow.

The day will come, 
And he will leave.
Then again sorrow will
surround me never to leave.

My heart will rip 
And shatter.
Tear like a river
Will flow.

I cry
One last time
Before he has
To go.