What Used To Be

Thoughts they are both good and bad, just letting my mind run through how we were so perfect together. Thinking abput your soft voice leaking into my heart and letting you stay there for a while, then thinking how we used to fight and how you smashed my heart with the violence of your words. All i have to say is im sorry, i wish i coud do us different but lifes unfair..I might as well deal with this pain and hurt. Now i must mend my bleeding, broken heart.