I walk out the door with a heavy feeling in my heart as another secret falls on top of it.

I just don’t see the point of talking unless there’s something to say.

Stay here, baby … Trust me, okay? Don’t run.

Even though I knew she wasn't going to jump, seeing her standing on the ledge made me realize that I want and need her in my life forever. She challenges me, pushes me, and pisses me off, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

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.

No one has ever needed me before because I’ve never let anyone that far in.

I've been at the place where it seems like the only way left is down.