When I was 12
I would sit and listen to
love songs and smile
and sing along,
and feel bad when people lost it.
I never understood,
how could someone be so sad?
"They are just a person"
I would think.

Now I know,
sitting up on late nights
looking at old photos
with tears streaming down my face.
Clutching my chest
wishing you were here.
Everyday is like a fight
to see how long it'll take
till you pop on my mind
and crush my soul.
Looking at the sky and knowing
somewhere you are there
and alone.

Now I know
and I hate it.

Hard working mess
Princess of the house
Self-doubt is her biggest flaw
Stubborn but caring
Wise beyond her years
But still a child at heart
Stronger than she looks
She hides her pain and suffering in silence
Never give up on what she truly believes in
Not happy with her life
Still fighting everyday to save it
Wears her heart on her sleeve
Even though it’s broken by him.

I’ll never forget that night
When the clock struck twelve
A New Year began, in more ways than one
I still feel your hands all over my body
Your touch so soft as cotton
Your lips sweet as sugar
I feel more alive then ever before
As we shared that moment together
I know in my heart you’ll be mine forever.