You were my distarction, my barrier, the stop button to my thoughts.
My life was spriling down, falling, crashing, burning to pieces.
The idea of this captured my thoughts, but you were the control to that.
In a way everyone helps; she could make me laugh, he could make me smile, but you. You could make me forget.
When i was with you everything seemed so right, so normal, so peaceful, and so so happy.
But i used you, i drained your happiness, so you had to leave.
I was selfish, I was caught up in the happiness you bought me, and not thinking of you.
But you need to know, i really do love you and i need you...
I wish you wou
You were my distarction, my barrier, the stop button to my thoughts.
My life was spriling down, falling, crashing, burning to pieces.
The idea of this captured my thoughts, but you were the control to that.
In a way everyone helps; she could make me laugh, he could make me smile, but you. You could make me forget.
When i was with you everything seemed so right, so normal, so peaceful, and so so happy.
But i used you, i drained your happiness, so you had to leave.
I was selfish, I was caught up in the happiness you bought me, and not thinking of you.
But you need to know, i really do love you and i need you...
I wish you wou
Her skin, once pale, white as snow, glowing, fresh, beautiful.
Now cold, hard, sickly.
The once plump, red cherry lips.
Now drawn out, wrinkled, prematualy aged.
The deep black, burning whole,
Black as night, black as death.
Drowning out her beauty, drowning it with her sickly obsession>
The Regret!
If you let me --if you listened-- I would paint the sky orange just for you.
.
Today, you are a dreamer with your broken eyes and the heady ecstasy of your smile. I don't know myself from the paper on the wall. I could fall for you. [the way you hold your words to your chest is beautiful.] I could fall for you and you would only look away.
If you knew --if you understood-- baby, I would make these words beautiful like you. Like your dark hair and how it flicks into your eyes. Like the callused poetry of your hands. I would will the sky with my romantic dreams. I would fill my world with glory. I would fill my life with you.
If you touch
Perfection.
That was only a word to me.
Only a word until I laid eyes upon him.
Everything from his deep, empty, ocean blue eyes,
To his faded, warm smile.
From that moment on,
perfection existed in my life.
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His hugs were gentle, as not to hurt me,
Yet secure to keep me safe from danger.
His hands always reaching for mine,
He wanted to fill in the gaps to make me whole.
He knew how lonely I felt without that.
His laugh was an echo of happiness,
Almost like he had lost only to live without.
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Perfection.
I once knew what it was,
Now it eludes me forevermore.
On the shore I stand, look for those eyes.
Faces I see, but non
I Give Up ....
I give up loving you,
It just hurts too much......
I give up hating you,
I know i can't.....
I give up you,
You're not mine.....
Not anymore......
I give up everything,
I just wanna feel nothing.....
Having no feeling......
I give up your hugs,
And the way they used to protect me.......
I give up our loving gazes,
because their not mine anymore.....
I gave up everything,
and now I'm more alone than ever.......
So i have come to the conclusion that we all set our standards too high and set our selves up for heart break. so you det your eyes on the guy that you would die for, but of course we always pick tha ones that are out of our reach and the ones that dont want us. so the question is do we lower our standards and go for the ones that want us or do we keep aiming high and hope for some sort of miracle and somewhere amongst the heart brake we might by some chance find happiness? confusion confusion confusion, in the end everyone will find them selves stuck in a type of love triangle! He will like you, but you dont like him because you like someone
Hmm,if only he knew, if only i had the courage and the guts to tell him how i felt, would that change things? im good at telling other people what to do when it comes to relationshipsbut not so good at putting those words into action myself. i really wish you knew how i felt about you, and more than anything i wish you would return those feelings!!! if only......
Thee hippopotamus's are coming to attack, the ducks are going to have tosave us..... Fly away, Fly away!!!
I made friends with a troll named Benji, helives under thestairs and is purple with yellow hair....
Hippopotamus's fly using jetpack's becuase they cant fit in the the planes, they are too big..... they are going on a diet to lose wait so that they can fly first class!!!