The greatest poet picks his quill between his fingers,just to drag his script along this old brown page...The tear runs down his cheek..Writes what everyone is writing about...when it comes down to it...
The night outside is lonely and cold...
With his dried mascara she'd put on him before she left.
The moon is painting the side of his face white.
While his eyes reflect the moon like the surface of a lake...

Biting his lip while he speaks the words to himself.
How come she never understood what he saw in her...The times when her hair on his face was breaking his heart.
He wrote this before it happened.
I cross my heart and hope to die.
That i've never feltlike this before.
That i've never cried like this before...
I never did ever think that you'd stay for too long on this side of my door.
My heart's too big for you.
You never did have the vision..This love had.

The ice outside the window,has taken over the lake.The lanterns on the other side of the lake,seem to devastate the lighting on everything.The lamp that gives me my piece of mind.
When it comes down to it.you never have had the talent i had.
I hope you're burning from this.
because i am.
My heart is leaking out this red substance through this rusting crack.
You've bin gone for too long now.


You've left so long ago,and still these tears run terror through my eyes.
This wooden chair i sit on is starting to creek and crack.
The candle lit dinner i made for the both of us is going cold.I threw it on the fornt lawn,when you left.
Just like everyfeeling that i have.
I cross my heart and hope to die.you'll appear from this damn cold night.
I hate you so much,because i can't live without you.
I lock the door,then cover this sky.
I love you so much,because you tear me apart everysingle time.

For everysingle beat of my heart
and everysingle ryme
For everypoem i write for you.
My heart breaks everytime.

The greatest poet of all time.Moves away from his seat.
And dies from heartbreak <3

this one's for you the one who gave me it all,then took it away.
The only one who can turn my purple glazed night,into an orangey red day.

.kay