There are two types of people.

You pointed the head of the gun as close as possible towards his forehead,
He shivered to the coldness of the steel. 

The first type,
You would love him so much,
You couldn't pull the trigger.
You couldn't imagine living in a world,
Taking his breath as yours is impossible. 

Click.

Well, the second type,
You couldn't pull the trigger not because you love him truly,
Quite the opposite,
You don't love him as much. 
You are hit by the jealousy,
He gets to leave for home first. 
The moment you pull the trigger, 
Would be the moment you have given your whole heart and soul to him.

Bang.

Take care of my heart and soul.

You're not going to always get the perfect things
And you're not always going to feel the best
But to me you will be just right
And if you're wrong I will explain and teach you better;
You're not going to like me for it,
Sometimes we will be enemies instead of best friends
And it will be a sad time when you keep secrets from me
But I will try to be tolerant and excuse you,
Remembering myself at your age.
Know that the hardest thing is not letting go of someone, but keeping a hold of yourself whilst you have them;
Know that music is merely an escape into a bunch of emotions we apply to reality and not the other way round;
Know that your actions must be sincere and noble no matter what and you will be okay.
I love you.

She was a dreamer
Never a realist.

When she is falling,
She believed she is flying.

When she is beaten,
She believed love is deepen.

When she is breaking,
She believed Earth is shaking.

When she is broken,
She believed she is chosen.

When she is crying,
She believed it's purifying.

She was a dreamer,
Never a realist.

That is why,
When you are leaving,
She finally is breathing.

Don't give him everything, for his sweet nothings.
His whispers in your ear will all slowly fade.
Don't settle for just anything, when you deserve EVERYTHING.
You are more then your flesh and bones, you are smart.
I know it's easy to fall for lies of the need to be Beautiful,
But you don't have to conform yourself to be something you already are.
You are worth it.
You are Amazing.
You are You.
And, yeah its cliche,
(and god knows I hate cliche)
But you are perfect just the way you are.  
Don't forget that He doesn't make YOU.
Am I saying, never love?
or never let anyone in?
Not at all/
Just don't let anyone make you think that you NEED to let them in.
You don't need anyone to "make" you perfect.
You are YOU.
a Queen.

My eyes didn’t become blue on their own.
You wouldn’t think they were quite as pretty
If you’ve seen every single thing they know.
Yes, my blue eyes have seen the greatest days,
but they have also seen blood and way too many graves.
My eyes are often glossy, like glass that may shatter
You think they look like ice, is appearance all that matters?
My eyes have seen true love, my eyes have seen you at your best
But have you looked deeply into them, can you see the memory of death?
My eyes are like an ocean, hypnotically blue and alluring,
but don’t let their appearance deceive you- for there may be demons lurking

When you sway through that hallway
I can't help but stare at you all day
The air behind you is magnetic
It draws me to you
Opposite but one in the same
I'd forfeit this game
Just for you
You want the same things I do
I'd love you endlessly
As long as the sky's blue
Lucky for us, the sky is always blue
Even at night
Even through the ugliest of storms
You just can't see it
But it's there
Let's spread our love everywhere

Overwhelmed by fear  
Because life is game of chances
Full of turnovers, messed up choices,
Slip-ups and confusion...

But do not fear to be mistaken
Because as long as you have courage,
Willpower and strength to believe
In yourself, world, miracles;
There is no obstacle you cannot go through.

As long as you have ability to see
The brightest in the darkest room,
The opportunity over closed doors
No plot twist or blunder is a challenge for you

Because you are a fighter!

I see the trees are painting
Graceful scenes for you
The wind slowly whispers
To the sky of grey and blue

The clouds break in silence
Light warms the earth below
The path of ice beneath me
Basks in the morning glow

Leads me to Flanders fields
Your silhouette appears
The crosses of memorium
A deliquesce of tears

The peacefulness resounding
My emotions run away
By the name that greets me
On your remembrance day