I carved your name
In an old, old tree,
But the council chopped it down
Because it was filled with disease.
And I sent you a thousand messages,
But not a single one got through...
Give me something;
Something to hold on to.
Give me something,
That links me to you.
I was in an abusive relationship so to escape this grim reality, I would log-on to Facebook. It was there that I was a whole new person, Reinvented, Richer, and a Super Model. On one of those days where me and my now ex had a scathing fight, I went on to facebook to see what...