for he never was the type to have been born with a wholesome and completed heart . but more of the type he was to hold together a heart that felt broken . with every breathe of life that he took . with every time the clock of his heart would beat . it would shatter . shatter into the concrete of oblivion each time it would . - b4technicolor
... but it is hard... because I still think about you everyday. It is probably because you were so much a part of my life, everything I have is connected to you which brings out all of memories of things you said and did that made me believe you loved me.