Wednesday, February 29, 2012

You are him.





You've made me laugh
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You've made me cry
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You've made me think
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You've made me try
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You've made me blush, and my heart rush
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You are him
.................

When he said


When he said "I'm sorry" I believed him.
When he said "I'll fix it" I trusted him,
and when he said "Just a few months" I waited for him.
As I continue to stand alone I no longer believe when I hear "I'm sorry,"
I no longer listen when I hear "I'll fix it"
and I no longer wait around on false hope.
The longer you stand in one spot the softer the Earth gets beneath you.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

LOVE♥




     Loyal     Open     Vigorous  Expressive                  

     Lively    Overjoyed  Voluntary   Eager
                               
     Luminous   Outstanding    Vital   Exciting
                                           

                                               

                                     

Lonely & Alone




..Lonely..

Left with
Only you,
No one's there
Everyones gone, you're
Loveless, and
You cry.


..Alone..

Always
Lonely
On your own with
Nobody
Everyday.

The day.




The day he brakes your heart will feel
devastating, like being pushed out of a plane without a parachute.
...............................
You will feel
lonely, like being the out cast, the third wheel.
...............................
He will feel
Nothing.

To him, I am.




To him, I'm his best friend, 
the one whose real and doesn't pretend. 

To him, I'm the creator of his smile,
the one who puts the chaos back into a pile.

To him, I'm the ring leader, 
the only one he calls his mind reader.

To him, I'm the shelter from his storms,
the puller of all thorns.

To him, I'm his crutch, 
the one he says he loves so much.

To him, I'm his statue, 
the one whose always there.  

His breath of fresh air. 

To him, I'm his everything. 

Our Story


Our dreams are meant to be shared and pursued..
not inpaired and bruised.

The risks we've taken have left us shaken and scared,
there's much to be reinforced and repaired. 

Behind our eyes,
our souls have been abused and misused crushed and mislead. 

Our story is meant to be told,
Turning all sadness into gold.

 As we walk hand and hand,
our future starts to unfold.