I fall to my bed.
My back sinks to the matress,
and my arms come to support my head

I look up at the celing
Watching the celeing fan turn in circles
Then reach for my ipod
Clicking play for the musik to begin

Heavy in your arms starts to play,
The first verses echoing in my head,
and I let out a heavy sigh,
Entering deep thought

Atfirst I think of him,
That fictional face I wish was mine,
But then someone else enterd my mind,
The one who I couldnt live without

Her face pictured stood there
Never going away,
and I just cant help but think,
Of all the things Ive berkata to her I wish I could take back....