You might not be his first, his last, or his only... He's loved before; he may love again. But if he loves you now, what else matters? He's not perfect and your not either... If he can make you laugh and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give him the most you can... He's not going to be thinking about you every moment of the day, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you can break, his heart... So don't hurt him, don't change him, don't analyze and don't expect more than he can give... Smile when he makes you happy, let him know he makes you mad and miss him when he's not there... Because perfect guy's don't exist, but there's always one guy that maybe perfect for you...



Love is a word thats thrown around in blaitin distress and has no meaning to those that have been hurt by that So called word of appretiation.... Auther... Jon.D.

Pain, pain and suffering is all we know and all we feel as the tears of sorrow run down our faces... We are the forgoten, the replaced, "the fall backs" the ones that couldn't possably have feelings at least not in the eyes of our peers... IGNORENCE must be bliss... No matter what we are to blame even if we did nothing wrong, they will always find a way to point thier fingers in our direction.... Auther... Jon.D.



Thorns of torment, pricking, poking, stabing, cutting, slashing, all words of pain, like the ones said by those we care about when they hurt us... Auther... Jon.D.

They could never understand
what you set out to do
instead they chose to
ridicule you

when you got weak
they loved the sight
of your dimming
and flickering starlight

How could they understand what was so intricate
to be loved by so many, so intimate

they wanted to see your lifeless corpse
this way you could not alter the course
of ignorance that they have set
to make my people forget
what they have done for much to long
to just forget and carry on

I had loved you forever because of who you are
and now I mourn our fallen star