I will never lay this hurt upon you,
I will never toss you aside for my own convenience,
I will never leave you when you need me most,
I will never turn you into a stranger,
I will never make you an afterthought
I will never
I will never
I will never


Your face is the most beautiful poetry,
even if I don't know what you look like.


I hope I can meet you soon,
the thought of repeating the past is crushing.

And what they say is true,
The ones we love hurt us the most...
but even I didn't know it could hurt like this.


I will never treat you like I was treated.

Could I stand at the base of a waterfall and defy its beauty?
Could I see the morning and not revel in its soft, quiet moments?

You are beautiful,
whoever you are.