I always wonder what you’re up to
Pictures I’m living through for now
Trying to remember all the good times
Our life was cutting through so loud
I hate this part paper hearts
And I’ll hold a piece of yours
Don’t think I would just forget about it
Hoping that you won’t forget

I looked past your flaws...
Past all your mistakes
Past the fact that you broke me
Past all the times you’ve hurt me...
And after all that
I still loved you...
And the worst part was...
You could never love me

When we first met.
It was like we never existed in our lives  

Then came a time we noticed one another

We fell in love
But neither of us knew about that love we had for each other
Then started ignoring each other

Whenever I saw you
I felt something inside that no one else could feel

I really don’t think we’re strong enough now
To be faced to faced.

Now all I feel is pain, and invisible to your life
Like this love never happened

We flirt
all the time
and smile and laugh
but how
am i supposed to know
it's real

i can't control my feelings anymore,
it's so hard
being around you.

i go blank and nervous
i'm trying my best to act natural
but the butterflies i can't control

the easiest thing i can do is
to get lost in your eyes

You're not mine,
but sometimes
i pretend that
you wish you were

i create this idea
that you secretly
want me

and I often forget
its just something
I've made up

Then i realized...
you do not want me
and you're not mine

If I were given three wishes,
so difficult it would be.
I would need to determine,
the true value of certain things to me.

My first wish would be for happiness,
as without it what does life mean?
I would love my days filled with laughter,
nights beautiful and serene.

Next would come my health,
no sickness to prevail.
I would wish for no pain and suffering,
a body nimble and surreal.

My final wish would be for fantasy,
to fill me with delight.
This way I would ensure,
many fun-filled days and nights...

I see trees of green
and the leaves are clean

The wind is whistling
As the birds chirping
As we are listening to the sound of rattling leaves

Sand blows around
dancing to the wind
As the hound scratches in the sand
and finally the acorns joined