[Mad]onna

She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too. How could one not have loved her great still eyes. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens

The walls are freshly painted but gravity made me fall and now my finger prints are there

The hardest part about walking away from you is knowing that you won't run after me

I promise you if you keep searching for something you're never going to find it. Let it find you

You were thunder and I was lightening and somehow our timing was always a bit off

Some people spill their drinks while others spill their emotions

I refuse to turn you into poetry. I will not compare our love to the far stretched galaxies. I will not compare days spent together to a pleasant summer day. I will not compare your eyes to the desolate moon. You're not worth my words, but then again you were always just one metaphor away of becoming poetry

Nothing in life comes easy, but how come it was so easy for you to fall out of love and love another? How is it so easy for you to be happy while I sit here shackled by my sadness and our heartbreak

The hardest part about love is that no one knows exactly what it is. So we all just love and hope that someone will love us too

I seem to have missed the part where you just left while you were staring right at me. Sure I held your hand but somebody else held your heart