nothing comes as easy as you

[tracgurl49]

My hopes were so high
that his kiss could kill me
he didnt kill me
Now i'll die lonly
My heart was his
It's broken, Buried
It's poned as jewlery
It's not what i prefer

The meats gone bad. The suns dimming. We're moving in different directions. The flowers have wilted.

I had more metaphors for this but I cant remeber them now. The bottom line is. He's dead.

but I always have optimism right? :-)