broken

a heart is broken,
a soul is lost,
left in pieces by the one she loved.
he has gone away,
said she was no good.
he had enough fun,
toying with her heart.
set her free,
on the wings of despair.
left in a spiral circling to the ground.
i wonder if the angel will survive another great fall.

what my love has done for me

he set me free, he lifted me up, he pulled my wings straight and said to me, you are not allowed to be broke, you are far to beutiful.

i love you

As I lay here,

I think of your voice,

and I slowly start to drift off,

the sound of the rain against the metal,

the thunder clapping outside,

none of it can be as relaxing as being here with you.

From the dawn of the day,

till the end of time,

the only place id like to be is in your arms.

I love you baby <3

Why do i love him?

Why do I love him,

in his arms I feel loved,

in his presence I feel wanted,

when I hear his voice,

I know he love me.

When I see his smile,

I cant help but smile back.

When we say goodnight,

I cry.

Why do I love him?

Because he makes me happy.

Dark Love

The dark moon arises,

and fills the void,

the hole were my heart should be,

always empties of all feeling,

is there a thing called love?

Is it real?

How can I be so sure,

when all you ever do is call me a lier,

or a cheat.

Everytime I think that I have found you,

and that you actually care about me,

you break me in two again.

I cant live my life in your shadows,

I wont live behind a stick

love me for me,

or leave me for dead.

Love is born

From the rising of the sun each morning,

to the setting of the moon each night,

the stars that shine above the clouds,

the fires that burn deep in hell,

the wings of an angel have been spread,

the horns of a devil have been grown.

The love that follows,

the lust that flows,

the hearts have combined,

to create one that is known as love.