jesse packard

jesse packard Aug 2014

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i feel like my heart just fell to pieces.
I feel like humpty dumpty who fell off the wall.
It may never be put back together so why try at all.

Her name slips of my tongue like a bad word.
Every time i hear it I die a little inside.
My heart is small and ugly
Who would care to even get to know me.
she told me I could never love you.
and told me she loves another.

to say i didnt like her would not be true,
because i love her to much and she knows im blue.
heart break is never the best.
for i can never love the rest.

I hate this place that i have gone.
to say that she may be gone for life.
so i say goodbye and ill leave you life.

emotional heart break ***** and i hate myself for not being the guy of her dreams and i cant stand even seeing her face.

jesse packard Aug 2014

That Moment

I feel like she has no clue I'm even here.
I feel like she see's past me and looks at the one who is near.
I feel as if she wouldn't even give me a chance if i tried.
I feel so low that i could probably die.
In this crazy thing they call a bad crush.

I see the one that i want and try so hard.
I see her go through all the bad stuff its blurred.
I see how she lives her life.
I see how she wont accept me to make her happy.
In this crazy thing they call a bad love

I know she wont like the man i have become.
I know she wont like the stuff i have done.
I know all that she has been through.
I know that no matter what she will go back to the bad guy.
In this crazy thing they call the friend zone.

Although she does not like me in that way.
I know i can always be in her life as a friend.
To be there when she cries, and there when she lies.

I am moving so this will be hard.
I am going to some place better, and not so scarred.
I told her i would always watch her no matter the cost.
As i lied there bleeding under a bus.
That they call death.

jesse packard Aug 2014

beautiful sunset

Is this a dream i live everyday?
To be with you every night,
and watch the sunlight die.
with the beautiful pink sky.

To watch the beautiful sky with you.
Is the only thing i look forward to,
and the only thing i want to do.
I Love You my beautiful sunset,
that's all so true.

jesse packard Aug 2014

Morning

Morning is so dear.
It is so hard to hear.
With all the birds so loud.
And the sky so full of clouds.
The sun is full and bright.
My house is so full of light.
With all white walls.
It lights up all the halls.
I hate to say i don't like mornings,
because i wake up without you here.
I don't like mornings I hate them in fear.
To say mornings are beautiful is an understatement.

But i like sunsets to be honest,
because i can always watch them with you.

jesse packard Aug 2014

unofficial date

i have to admit that my job was fun
running around and traveling with the carnival
but i met this girl who made my life purposeful
i like her for being practical and made it meaningful
for the first unofficial date was on the giant slide
so we moved on to the octopus and man i just about died
because i hate heights and spiny rides
but she smiled and i had fun for the time we spent on that ride
the fun lasted till we parted ways to see each other the very next day
she had a sun dress on and all i could say was wow this is my lucky day
to see the girl who had shown interest in me the day before
i had no reason to be mad at myself for stupid **** i said before
i just wish that i had kissed her when i had the chance
because now i am to far away and Skype does not last

jesse packard Aug 2014

i miss

i lost my girl for the one that i loved
i miss feeling like a floating dove
i miss the stuff she loved
i miss the way she talked of love
i miss everything she does
i miss the one i love

im sorry i lost that spark
im sorry i went in the dark
im sorry about stuff i said
im sorry i did not show my love
im sorry that i miss you so
but as i said ill love you till the day i die

jesse packard Jul 2014

think

how is beauty defined, in the way we speak? Noo there is no way to speak true beauty. Beauty is defined by the way we think, so there is no way to speak it because beauty is also in the eye of the beholder. All of this is leading up to this story. So before you say that a person is ugly or stupid please THINK.

I was called ugly today by this girl, even though she was 16.
I think that she was just being mean but then she said you stupid *** don't belong here.
So inaskded her a question. How is beauty defind? She replied by what I see and hear.
I said ehhhh wrong, it is defined by what we think just because you think I'm ugly doesn't mean other people think the same way.
And also I can talk to you about this all day.
So she instised on me telling her what I thought about her.
So I said well my first thought was she was way out of my league, but now that she spatt out a bunch of **** that. I did not care for how someone looks in care about personality. And I also told her to think about what she says before dissing someone behind their back.

But moral of the story is please think before you say **** please because it only makes you like an ***.