I remember all the things we said we'd do
And how not a single thing we said was true

We dreamt of a crappy apartment somewhere
Making love while we let the midnight air
Flow through the open window, into our closed hearts
Left bitter from heartbreak and too much time apart

There is a voice in my head that is only silenced by the scratching of my pen

It's as if he can no longer acknowledge the love he felt or the pain I am in. I have been dismissed. I don't think I was smarter or as beautiful as the other girls he did this to. It's just that I was me. It was all I had.

Maybe hearts don't ever stop breaking once broken.

Sometimes when you experience something wonderful, everything else loses its shine.