I fall down and my palms split open against the gravel. Injuries on the outside are easy to endure and I get up without hesitation.

But I trusted him once and I decide to do it again. I just pray to God he doesn’t shove me down and break me, because I’m already in too many pieces and I just don’t know how much more breaking I can take.

I can handle scars, especially one's on the outside.

No, but I've never been one for wise ideas," he says. "I believe in irrational, fleeting decisions that keep life interesting. And life needs to be interesting because we've got only one of them to live.

I just let the pain take over, allowing it to numb the pain of being left behind.

Please don't go. I just got you back

I'm with you because I want to be with you