I don't love you, like i loved you yesterday.

It's like a one of thoughs movies with the beautiful ending. The music is playing as you walk by, and don't even look back.

I don't miss you anymore, and i don't miss how we talked late at night, after my dad told me to get off the phone. I don't miss how i was lowering myself for you.

ashes to ashes we all fall down. You more then me. I'm sorry that i put myself threw all the pain, but it's over now.



PS- the black parade has come for me, to take me away from this horrid place. Will you come with me Sarah-ann?