You really don’t know how easily the tears fall. No one knows. Knows they flow freely. I don’t speak of you. It hurts.

She was too scared to let her walls fall down. His heart is larger than most. She decided logic defied love. Some endings suck.

You enchanted me then. I loved you and after seven years I wonder if you knew. Knew how much you still do.

I wish the truth of the matter was I could wash away your pain. I really wish that, but wishes and realities are two very different things.

He tried to understand, but never understood. She wasn’t sure if she ever wanted to understand. So, they continued to remain.

You fought for us. They gave you a Purple Heart. You say it was hardest coming home to people calling you a baby killer. They shouldn’t have done that.

They say to give it time. That the sun will shine again. Only, it’s been six years and I’m still drowning. Liars. All liars.

They’ve broken me. They knew just how to bring the strongest man down. So, I go on playing a game I can’t win. I miss you.

I broke your heart in the blink of an eye. Everything has changed babe, we use to be a supernova. We still shine, apart.

I wonder was it my fault. Should I try at least one last time? Should I fight it? I would rather hurt than know you are hurt.

I swear this is going to be the last time. I’ll ask you to stop texting me randomly. Though, I haven’t done that in six years.

Yes. I can make myself cry. It's so much easier, yet so much harder than most think.

So, so many think they know me. They are sadly mistaken. I talk a lot. The scariest part is overthinking and I can't control that.

As she tried to understand she finally understood. Now she wished she could rewind time to when she was naïve.

She had the scars to prove it. The years. Though, no matter how hard you try to hide your heart. It will always win.

I'm only just learning to love you. Though, you're my Achilles heel. Back and forth we tread water. I'm drowning.

Do you remember sixteen and all of our dreams? Sisters. I hear the second hand ticking, music, whispers, senior year.

Just do it. Go. Don't hesitate. Write from the heart and the rest will fall into place.

He said, she said, they said, but what did you say? Did you make it count? Was it worth it? Was it?

You ask, and I climb off this slippery slope, again. Eyes lock, my hand is on the door knob, a quiet click goodbye.

Don't you see? That's the problem. I can't turn you off just like that! It hurts, okay? My heart hurts.

It is what it is and it isn't what it is. Though, it is and it will always be what it will be.

"I like this us." She said as danger flicked in her eyes. A warning shot hit him and he smiled, "Yeah, I like this us too."

"Why?" "Because I said so." I knew that wasn't why, but did it really even matter now?!

Negative thoughts stir misfiring in the brain. So much going on I need to think calm. It's complicated, but it's not.

She blinked, she didn't mean to but it happened. When she opened her eyes forty years had gone by. She didn't mean to blink.

Inhaling I remember my yesterday. Riding horses fifty miles a day, lived like we were dying, no cell phones, camping, we lived.

There's this amazing song writer from the UK. Her lyrics hurt, and some deny that. Those some fuel her pen.

She was scared, he was broken. Those tiny shards of glass hurt. She couldn't see the pieces, but the bloodshed was evident.

You fall, and you get back up. It happens. Sometimes it doesn't, but at least I know gravity is consistent.

It wasn't the taste that made it her favorite, no. It was the memories the peanut butter and jelly left her with that made her want more.

She didn't want to believe, but facts are facts. And in that moment she saw a light. A reminder of how things use to be.

She'd run forever, trusting no one. Now she just wanted to believe in anyone. But want and need are two different things.

She feared it may never scab over. She knew there would always be a scar. People leave marks on each other. That's life.

I use to want to be remembered. I don't want that anymore. If you forget me now that's fine, but 100% a lie.

Take a chance and sing your song. Find your voice and know your heart.

Right there in the hospital hallway it shattered to pieces. I heard it break, right there. 

You can't win a war against love. Some try to fight it and while denial is a strong emotion. It is not stronger than love. Don't you see you're fighting a battle in which you've already lost? I look to my left only to see bloodshed all down the corridor.

I don't know much, but I do know we're better together than we ever are apart. That is the simple truth of the matter. 

A comrade was lost in battle, and while one heart had stopped that day. Unknown to the two people who shared a bed that night now another heart beat.