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Tonight I'll go to bed, but I will not sleep.
And tonight, I'll be thinking about you.
About us.
What we were,
What we've become,
And what part of me still lives.
After everything I've been through,
What you've put me through.
Tonight, ill think about you;
and what happened to those happy souls who once loved eachother.
Tonight, I'm waking up.
I'm breathing.
I'm alive.
Maybe tonight,
I'm forgiving you
For all the bad things
And all the good ones too
Baby tonight, maybe I'll sleep.
Opportunities are  butterflies;
You need both good efforts and passion to catch them!
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I'm searching every single place
turn every corner and hope to see your face
been trying to find you, but I just don't know
so where do the broken hearts go
they say they know how I feel
and somehow its my fault that it was my heart you chose to steal
you tore me apart but I kept my mouth shut
my only weakness is that I care too much
it hurts to see you smile when I'm in pain
but everyone else just thinks I'm insane
when you ask I'll always say I'm fine
yet secretly I wish you were still mine
I'm forced to see you almost everyday
I watch you as you walk away
I wish you would hold me like you used to
I wish you cared as much as I do
finally came out of my shell
now the price I pay is pure hell
so now my heart is finally dead
all because you got into my head
and though I don't let it show
I'm dying really slow
you stole my heart
then you ripped it apart
I look down and watch the blood flow
I finally know where the broken hearts go
hi
if you're reading this,
i love you.
if you ever feel like you're all alone
talk to me
if you feel like you're not loved,
guess what
I love you.
learning to love myself

talk to me please
... If no one listens

... If, when they do, they don't understand

... If you're a loner

... If you like it that way

... If you're special

... If you're different...

STAY THAT WAY
I  Love You Just How You Are

... All You Secret Souls Out There
If you walk in through the out door, yeah
I remember the first time someone explained to me what the word gay meant.
We were in middle school
Playing on the swing set behind Stoy Elementary
"He’s so gay," she said
Bitter disgust poured out of her mouth with every syllable
I could not think as to why being happy could be such a horrible thing
And so I asked
My exact words being
“Whats so wrong with being happy?”
Now both my friends looked at me weird
“Don’t you know what gay means?”
“Doesn’t it mean to be happy?”
“You’re such a little kid, gay does not mean happy. Gay is a boy who likes another boy”
I stood there wondering why it mattered so much that a boy liked another boy;
why it was such a distasteful thing.
And why it meant gay couldn’t still mean happy.
pet
lift your chin and smile please
you have no idea how gorgeous you are when you smile.
:)
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