I haven't loved in so long
Not even a crush
My stomach has had no butterflies
Nor has my head become light
But you come along
Dance with me once
Chat with me a little
And the butterflies come to life
Tears of joy swell in my eyes
Thoughts of you swim in my mind
And my heart dances at the mention of you
What am I to do?
What shall I say?
I don't know how to be in love
Not anymore
Not in years
What to do
What to do
You're not like anyone else
Or at least not to me
You listen
Really listen
You speak
Meaningfully speak
I'm at a loss as to what to do with you
You are an oddity in my life
And I don't want you leave
But I don't know how to make you stay
I'm lost
How did you do it?
Who are you?
I don't even know
I've know you for mere days
Yet still you've turned my world
Utterly
And completely
Upside down
You are of a different kind
Who are you?
Better yet
What are you?

Why does it feel like when you sign a yearbook
You're admitting that you might never
See it's owner again after you part?
It feels as if you're goodbye
Rather than see ya next time
It almost feels like for every word written
There is a tear to match it
As you pour your feelings
And memories onto the page
You are silently whispering
Possibly the last words they'll ever hear from you
The yearbook stands as your final goodbye
Even if its not the very last moment you see them
It stands as something they can show their kids when messing about old times
That can look back upon in old age
That can reminisce with when lonely
And say
These are the people I knew
These are the people said goodbye to all that time ago
The yearbook is a symbol ending
That is to be celebrated as well as mourned

Would you rather to have loved someone
And lost them in someway
Or to have never loved someone at all
And never have felt the passion
I would rather to have loved and lost
Only to be able to know I have know the passion
Experienced the care
Felt the touch of love from another person
I can not say I know what it would be like
To have never loved at all
But I feel it would be sad
There might be a void
An emptiness
That only love could possibly fill
But like I said
I can not say I know
Because I have loved and lost
And feel better for it
I have felt the sweetness of love
And teased the bitterness of loss
Even with my loss
I gained much
I gained the fond memories
And knowledge of love
That I would have never gotten
If I was too afraid to loose
That I never loved at all

I love you
I really do
So I can't stand seeing you like this
I can see it in you eyes
That look of love
That look that I'll never get
But she gets it
So go get her
I love you
And you love her
I'd rather see you happy with her
Than lonely with me
Please go get the girl
Win her heart
So at least I'll still see your smile
We can stay friends
I might even be friends with her
Just please
Stop hesitating
Go get her!!

I fall in love easy
I fall in love fast
I fall in love truly
Knowing it won't last
I fall in love without purpose
I fall in love at the drop of a hat
I fall in love helplessly
With the instincts of a stunned cat
I fall in love with their charm
I fall in love with their looks
I fall in love so often
Their name's could fill books
I fall in love not caring at all
I fall in love that's not meant to be
I fall in love without them ever knowing
Letting the secret die with me
I fall in love recklessly
I fall in love with raw feeling
I fall in love knowingly
That the aftershock will send me reeling

People watch you
I'll admit they do
You think it's cuz you're hot ****
But that ain't it
To them you are a tragedy in motion
And they're the crowd watching the commotion
You're in a downward spiral
If it were a video, it'd go viral
Signs of intelligence can't be found
You talk only to make sound
You should never have stepped up to me
Because I'll show you a cruel I can be
I may look all nice and sweet
Be my temper can't be beat
This is the only warning I'll give
Leave me alone and some of your pride may live

Ever look at your mommy or daddy's wrist
And see that big watch?
Ever notice lots of adults have 'em?
They're usually big and eye catching
When you're a child
Your wrists are free
You don't need time
Your parents do
But you don't
You barley what the time is
So how can you be bound by?
When you're a teen
Yourr wrists are filled with your personality and are still free
You start to care about time
You notice the clocks
Because you're parents don't watch then for you
You keep more of your own schedule
But do you need to always know the time?
When you're an adult
Your wrist has room for only the watch
You run on time
And time runs you
No one is making sure you get there on time
You start wearing a watch
The watch
It's the one that's always there
The one that keeps you in time
The one that shackles you to schedules
The one that makes you realize
I'm an adult, I keep time, and am kept by it