Time moves to fast,
takes our love,
to the end.
Can I not cherish the time.
Time has always been,
my cruel little gem.
It does not teach of love,
but of cuss and hate.
Can I not cherish the moments,
that are oh so sweet,
on the skin of my lips.
And the curve of my hips.
That sing and dance.
A song so sweet,
The story of time,
that nips at my feet.
I have been drawling alot these past weeks.
I couldn't ever get that look in your eyes in my pictures,
but tonight, at ten forty four...
I did,
it wasn't the perfect you,
but,
I did it,
I drew for two hours,
and I got it.
Art,
you saved me.
They call us k.o,
Adriana,
Riley,
Jessica,
and Gabby.
Pass out.
While we walk by.
Party.
Crash.
Burn.
Don't get it?
Didn't think you would
<3 my gals
It's weird,
I now know how cinderella felt at midnight.
Her heart was in her ears,
her stomache in her throat,
hot water behind her eyes.
She was left with nothing.
But I never expected it to come from you.
The man that loved me,
who cared the most for me.
Was a lie.
Poor cinderella. Lying there. Broken.
Call us twins,
but me with no prince, no king.
It's weird,
I now know how cinderella felt at midnight.
Her heart was in her ears,
her stomache in her throat,
hot water behind her eyes.
She was left with nothing.
But I never expected it to come from you.
The man that loved me,
who cared the most for me.
Was a lie.
Poor cinderella. Lying there. Broken.
Call us twins,
but me with no prince, no king.
purely something unique we got here,
get it while it lasts,
while it's hot,
it'll burn at first,
but it will dull.
don't worry young one,
we got time,
We'll make it through this,
I swear.
You took my heart,
and threw in the trash,
another piece of garbage,
a reminder of your past.
Rain falls off the window
pain,
is all I can feel.
It trickles down,
like tears on a cheek.
That's brushed with rough fingers.
Rain falls off the window
pain,
is all I can feel.
It trickles down,
like tears on a cheek.
That's brushed with rough fingers.
Rain falls off the window
pain,
is all I can feel.
It trickles down,
like tears on a cheek.
That's brushed with rough fingers.
Rain falls off the window
pain,
is all I can feel.
It trickles down,
like tears on a cheek.
That's brushed with rough fingers.
-no one wants to watch you play your silly puppet dance,
it's cool, the words you say.
Calling me a bitch.
-I find it funny that just because your friend,
gets the guy you like,
you hate her.
It's not her fault.
Dumbass.
What a stupid thing. & don't make lies, you can't back up,
To live a life,
you need a life.
Love,
that damn little bitch.
How many times do you want me to say such poisen to the heart?
I love you, I love you, I love you. (528473)
I'll kiss you,
a million times.
Just step from the cliff,
and take the gun from my heart.
And love me to pieces.
He swings with sturdy arms
for the thunder roars
his tears fall through rough fingers,
and the rain falls.
And he screams with giant breaths,
as the winds slaps against, anything in the way,
I can no longer hold you back.
Your not mine to care for,
of course it affects me. But I hide in my safehouse,
his arms.
Your in Mexico
and i'm here,
he's here.
And I'm with him
Is that cheating. Or is that okay?
Cause I love you,
but he says he does too,
you know, love me.
I can not forget you.
It's been months,
but your still clear ,
I need you,
I realized this to late,
your gone.
Damn pretty Mexican girls.
Envy, the cousin of green,
is the ugliest shade on me,
even though I wear it everyday
your thousands of miles away,
and i'm...
alone
come back. i need you. you said you needed me,
we shared alot.
in that short short week.
but that, was amazing.
that short short week. is my favorite,
i wait past eleven, my eyes blood red,
from staring into that small Ipod screen.
most of the days your name doesn't show,
i go to bed angry,
why did the perfect guy have to be so far away.
not here...my town, or even state?
God i miss you, how else do i show it,
He said " I love you forever"
he said " I'll come back for you"
he said " no matter what, I'll be there, with you, in your heart"
he gave me a kiss on the lip, and said goodbye to me for the last time.
And now I find out I can't even text him. And I sit, In my room, and cry. But I have to keep that God damn smile on my face for my parents, for school.
But I just can't help but break down. My third base man, my pitcher, my batter, my long-fucking distance relationship, my dream come true... Mexican?
