If you don't know me, you don't know my heart. So, don't you even judge me if you really don't know me.
A Lesson
I've learned a lot of lessons. In the short time I have lived. I've learned how to appreciate, and I've learned how to give. But in these past few months, there's two I'll remember most. I've learned how to love and I've learned to let go. You entered my life and left it with one as strong, and though we tried to make it last. We both knew it wouldn't be long. I lie at night and think about, how I'm the one to blame. If only I would have trusted you, I could have missed this pain. And so I spent each day of my life with my heart in pieces. And when I thought it could never be cured. Something happened, I expected it least. I guess my soul was all cried out, and it was tired of being used. Even though I know I'm guilty, I was tired of being accused. And so I've learned to end this, without an urge to cry. These are my final words to you, "I love you and goodbye."