A lil something I live byYou can shed tears that he is gone, or you can smile because he has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come back, or you can open your eyes and see all he's left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see him, or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember him only that he is gone, or you can cherish his memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back. Or you can do what he'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on

May 22, 2010


She's a beautiful disaster,
Her tears fill up the beer bottles she drank the night before.
She's a broken dream,
walking down memory lane, every time she'd hear your name.
She's a shattered picture,
Each piece of glass are reflected memories,
of laughter and love she shared with you.
She's a mess.
She's a beautiful disaster.
She lays down at night
empty from the tears she cryed
Holding her knees,
"God please help me!
I'm a beautiful disaster without you here!!"

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