Our love was like a fairytale . . . . . . minus the fairytale ending. Serendipity without the blessing of kismet. Picasso without the paint.
I feel depressed when those I love leave me.
Fallen Raindrops scattered dreams
Like chocolate coated lemons. Painful Like knives and paper cuts. Scaring Like old wounds and perpetual scabs. Beautiful Like falling stars and warm summer nights. Bittersweet Was me and you. And now it’s just . . . Over. Written by Jae Lei Nyght