Sannie

Sannie Mar 2016

sick

Although my body may still be failing, I am trying my hardest to keep my mind on track.
I am better now, at least I am trying.

I just needed you here because of my body not because of my mind, but you don't seem to get that.
And here we go, starting another fight.

This time is different

Sannie Feb 2016

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Why is it that everytime I try to take care of him, I just scare him off?
I just want you to know I'm here for you that's all!

I'm not declaring my love to you by just holding your hand if you're sad!
I'm not crushing on you, just because I want to run my fingers through your hair everytime you lay your head on your arms

Just let me be like a sister to you.
That's all I really want, a male family member. A guy who will tell my boyfriend he's dead if he ever hurts me.

Sannie Feb 2016

Butterflies

Does she give you butterflies?
Has she given you a purpose to get out of bed again?
Did you burn yourself when you pushed it to hard?
When you pushed her to hard.

Maybe she didn't expect it
Maybe you should have given her signs, so she could brace herself
So she could armor herself from your overwhelming grace.
So she wouldn't have hurt you.

Did you really think I wouldn't notice?
The first day of school I knew this was going to happen.
That's the kind of effect she has on people.
So tell me,

Does she give you butterflies?

Sannie Feb 2016

False hope

False hope may be the worst kind of betrayal in the world.
Maybe because the person who caused it, most times doesn't even notice that.

The feeling you get when something good seems to happen, when things finally start to make sense. But then the directions turn and you are back at start, trying to solve a puzzle that's got pieces missing.

Sannie Feb 2016

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It just ***** to be left alone like that.
Because we both know that as soon as she walks into the room, you'll follow her like a lost puppy.

And I'll just be sitting there, saying: No ofcourse, go sit with her! I'm doing fine over here.

Just really really *****

Sannie Feb 2016

How?

I never knew it would be so hard, to explain a non-reader what reading a book feels like.

How am I supposed to tell him I'd rather live inside fantasy, than live my real life.

How is he supposed to understand, that when I read a book I don't just read the story, I become the story.

Sannie Feb 2016

Can I?-Will you?

Can I follow your playlist? Listen to the songs that put you to bed?
Sing along to the parts you may have skipped, and ignore the tunes you've got stuck in your head?

Will you sing me lines that inspire you everytime you hear them, and afterwards tell me why?

Can I borrow your books? Read the same words you have, but imagine the total opposite? Experience the same plot twist, but focus on the other characters instead?

Will you teach me the meaning of words I don't know, and give me reasons to use them?

Will you give me even the slightest hint of what your mind looks like?
Will you let me have a peek?
And..
Can I?

No, this is not about you.