I wrote this sometime in Early January.
Tell me if you can tell how much you've done for me?
*You Saved me.
I was left alone, broken and bleeding
you picked up the pieces.
You didn't know how bad I was
but still you healed me.
I was hurting on this inside
crushed to my core
I felt so alone
and you made me whole.
You do more for me than you'll ever know
talking to you is my drug.
It gets me through the tragic days
and pushes me through the nights.
I want to tell you I love you
and show you how much you mean
Your my reason for living
my reason not to die.
I hated every part of her,
of who I use to be
But you helped me realize
theres good inside me.
I still cry most nights
but your catching my tears
keeping back my monster
thats killing me inside.
