Sunday, April 6, 2008

Love Poems a234-a236

. Sunday, April 6, 2008 .

a234: It's too the point; being without you totally destroys me
But being with you breaks me into little tiny pieces,
I just have to figure out which one hurts more.
- BrokenInside.

a235: It's sad to see you holding her hand. However sad it might be It's truly funny for me. Every glance you give me when walking with her. Every night you'd drether be talking to me instead of her. And every day I see a little bit of my love die for you.
- Final Breath.

a236: I'm a nervous wreck now that you're gone.
Truthfully, the only time I was safe was in your arms.
- Miriam.