I wrote poems for my girlfriend whenever we were dating. I protected her, guided her, and did everything I possibly could for her. She was all mine, but unfortunately everything has to end. So.. here's all the poems I wrote throughout those four years.

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

This is a poem for the outcasts in the world. The gays, emos,cutters, and loners. The misunderstood. I want them to know I understand, I am a loner, I have been scorned, I understand. This is for them.

stop bullying before its to late ... before its to late to say sorry .