Bitter Endings

"All endings are bitter sweet."
I disagree.
Some are just bitter.
I knew this was one of those endings.
"The feeling was mutual."
They don't mention how awful that feeling is.
How it's like your whole soul just turned sour.
How choking back sobs makes your whole being turn ice cold.
I knew what I was saying when I made this ending come about.
You knew too.
The careless words that crushed my heart to say and to hear.
I cried all night.
You didn't shed a tear.
How does it feel to that heartless?
How does it feel to not feel loss?
I don't know wether to pity you or to envy you.
I didn't know you could loath and love someone at the same time.
To miss them, yet not miss them at all.
Just know I treasure every laugh and every tear.
I treasure the good memories as well as the bad.
Just know I forgive you.
I will always love you.
You will remain forever in my heart.
Goodbye.
The--bitter--end.

Remember Me

Remember me when you are gone.
Remember the good times and the bad.
The laughter and the tears.
The heartache and pain.
The love that made it worth while.
The times you held me in your arms.
The times we wouldn't touch at all.
The words I whispered in your ear for only you to hear.
Remember this when you are gone.
Remember me.

Your Cold Melted My Heart

You proved to be cold.
Cold as ice.
Chilling my soul yet melting my heart.
This false warmth drew me to you like a moth to a flame.
But this flame was a bitter and cold surprise.
You iced me to the point I was numb to what you were doing to me.
Because your cold melted my heart.

I Find Myself Laughing

Endless joy is what I find in your presence.
I find myself laughing when I'm sad.
You brighten my spirit like the sun on a rainy day.
I'll feel as burdened as a rock and you make me feel like a trouble free bubble.
You're like rain to a flower after a drought.
You brighten the world just by being you.
I'll be sad and crying when you come along.
I find myself laughing.

Don't Cry

Don't cry.
With every tear that runs down your cheek is like a stab in my heart.
For each tear you shed I will shed ten more.
Every sob that escapes your mouth is like a slap in the face.
Every broken piece of your heart breaks mine.
Every cloudy sky for you gives me a storm.
But every sunshine for you gives me spring time.
So don't cry.
It breaks my heart for you to shed just one tear.
But you mend it with every smile.

I love you

I love you.
Why do those words means so much?
They're the same as any other word.
Why should it matter what sounds my voice make or words my mouth forms?
Why do these words mean romance, faithfulness, and companionship?
Why do they sometimes have as much meaning to us as the word "it"?
Why do they sometimes mean the world to us?
They're just words.
Or are they?
These words have been said so many times in so many ways since the beginning of time.
Je t'aime, ich liebe dich, te amo, te quiero, ti amo, te iubesc.
I didn't know why until know.
I love you.

The Heart of Stone

Skin cold as ice.
Eyes sharp and cruel.
Mouth speaking words of hate.
The very air around him is as cold and dark as his soul.
He takes in long skeptical breaths though it brings no comfort.
His chest is still and quiet.
No warm thumping of a heart.
This heart wont beat for it has grown so hard it cannot.
Bitterness has over ruled this humanly form of life and warmth.
Those who met him hate and pity him at once.
They hate the man with no soul, warmth, or gentleness.
The pity the man with no love, home, or hope.
The despise the man with the heart of stone.