I have everything....so why does it still feel like something's missing. I don't want to be broken but I am. Was I moving to fast? Is this how I want this to be? I say that I'm happy but....am I? What am I doing? So much has happened in so little time. I lost so many, but I gained so much. Why did I have to lose anything? Why does it still hurt? The scars won't fade, the pain won't stop. My dreams bring me back, and I just want to scream. I want to kill, I want to kiss, I want to forgive. I wish I wasn't so confused. I wish everything could be black and white. I wish I could forget you. But I don't. Because I can't. Can't forget your laugh, your face. It haunts me, it caresses me. It kills me, it saddens me. I cry when I think about it, you. I cry and I scream and wish I was dead until everything becomes numb. Until my tears dry on my cheeks, until the bottle repairs itself. Then your face is gone again, and he is there. Smiling, kissing, laughing, loving. I regret, I rejoice, I remember. I will never forget. I will never forget you no matter how much I want to sometimes. Because when everything is OK and I'm happy and you're gone, something happens and BAM! There you are. Then the glass is shattered. And I wonder, and I think. And then I dream all over again. But it has to be this way, right? Isn't that what you said? Find someone better??? MOVE ON??!!! ....and then nothing....no pain....no tears.....no memories of your laugh....of your voice.....only blood....only broken skin.....only broken pieces of the glass.