Short Story Your tears are running down my cheeks.

Being Naive don't tell me that you like me that you think about me all the time that you want more when i finally taught myself to stay cool and not think about you to be happy with less and most importantly: don't tell me when you're drunk and don't even mean it because i will believe it, like i always fucking do.

Lost Since Long Ago You look hopefully Up at him, You closed your book And it's a sign, you're already lost. Will he hold your hand again, And brush you arm discreetly? Send you secret looks, Obvious to everyone around you? You were so innocent, You never saw it coming, Yes, you still wonder why - even after all these years. And oh if I hadn't been too afraid to ask him why.

I mask my fears with confidence, my failures with dreams and my loneliness with hope.

I Lend You Mine Your words were used, So I made you use mine. Your mind was a mess, So I gave you my thoughts. Your heart was broken, So I lend you mine. That's why I promise, I'll never leave. Cause if you break, so do I.