I should've said it, all the words that slipt away.
You just stood there waiting for me to say something, anything would be enough
but all I said was nothing and all I had was nothing.
In my head I told you everything,
how your eyes shine brighter than all the stars in the world put  together,
how everything reminds me of you,
when i pass by the bench in park avenue 16 i could've sworn i saw us,
the old us sitting,
laughing, in love,
the way it was supposed to be.
I shouldve told you that the silence isnt cause i dont love you, it's cause my love for you has left me speechles, breathless.
Its like i have so much to say, i just cant seem to find the words. I know im late, with you about to fall for the wrong girl and all, but before you leave,
Just hear me out, i know im all over the place and im not even close to being perfect
but what we have is as close as we'll ever get to forever.
Its always been me and you against the world.
I shouldve said it, maybe it was wrong to say nothing as you walked away.

You know all those cheesy movies that set your hopes up too high that some prince on this white horse is going to show up at your door step and save you from all your bad ways.
I've never wanted that, sure it would be nice to have a cute horse around but aren’t horses messy? And doesn't a prince need a princess?
I can tell you this right now I'm no princess. I'm no Kate Middleton.
I'm messy as hell, I'm as clumsy as it gets.
My socks never match and I say all the wrong things at the right time.
I forget the things I need to remember and I remember all the things I want to forget.
Jeans and flip flops are my best friends.
I spend most of my days eating my heart away.
My point is I'm no princess nor will I ever want to be one.
*Someone ordinary in the most extraordinary way will do for me.

Life is like having a pen and a blank page in the midst of the night,
You never know what you’re going to end up writing.
Sometimes you end up with a masterpiece and sometimes it all leads to tragedy.
Life is like a blank page,
With every sentence you write you get closer to realizing where it’s all heading.
And sometimes, its left blank for a while because your too busy trying to figure out
which words to use,
which person to be,
which life to live.