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 Dec 2014 Hannah Turek
Lunar
sometimes you're like homework
so confusing
and i just stare at you
absent-mindedly
hating you
yet you're important to me
it's so hard to finish you
and i lose inspiration every now and then
but when i get high as my grades
i come running back to you

i can't wait to graduate from school
get rid of this infatuation
we would be adults by then
and hopefully this mess will be sorted out
 Dec 2014 Hannah Turek
MRZRIGHT
Do i call it crush or love
Do you know me
When you say weird stuff are you flirting or joking as a friend
Love me for who i am
Or kiss me if you ever have  a chance
All I want to know Do i call it love or  a crush
 Dec 2014 Hannah Turek
Styles
I remember the first time i saw you in the hall.
Alot of pretty girls, but you I liked you more than them all. Beautiful blues eyes, with hair like a river fall. Your favorite color was black, and wore higher heels cause you liked feeling tall. I remember making you laugh so hard, it made you fall. I remember talking for so long, we fell asleep at the end of our first call. Making you smile, when your friend past away. Your parents couldn't watch your play, so after practice, I made sure that I would stay -- remember watching you play and being blown away. Falling in love, then after not knowing what to say. Then planning your surprise on Valentine's day, I knew you were shy, so I showed up early that way -- so i could pull you to the side, and give it to you in my special way. But you let Adam kiss you, so I just threw it away. I knew he liked you, but I knew you didn't feel the same way. Cause when he told you that he liked you, you looked over in my way. But when he asked you, you said yes anyway. I know love, because I met you. But have hated it since that day. Love at first sight, is beautiful. Just hated watching it walk away. It was a long time ago, but still feels like yesterday, in a couple days. I love you, but I hate you, in my own I still like you way.
You always look past me,
I'm dancing right here,
Why can't you see me?

You never look at me!
Always, I'm dreaming of you.
Look just a little beyond your
Past.  She's gone.  You will see
Me standing here. Waiting for your smile.

I'm dreaming dreams of you and me,
Dancing, under a palm tree, on a moonlit night
Right before the dawn's bright light,
Here, holding me in your strong arms tonight.

Why can't you turn your head a little?
Can't you say hello to me?
You are always looking beyond me. Who do you
See instead of
Me?

© 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
You Won't Look At Me by Bridget Galvin
http://youtu.be/0tpCMUYulhY
These past few days and nights you have been the only thing on my mind. I can't help but sit and wonder if your laughing when I am, and if you're smiling when I am (Also if your worrying when I am) . I miss your voice, and your smile.

And your eyes...

I would give anything to spend a whole day with you, just you and me. It's only been a day since I've looked into the eyes of my soul mate, but in my heart it feels as though its been so unbearably long. I sit and think of all the reasons why I love you and all my favorite memories with you and I get so happy. I am so glad to know I am not alone...
This is the first time someone has been willing to stand with me through tough times, and honestly just your support is so much help. Thank you, I love you and I appreciate everything you do, have done, and are willing to do for me. You are truly amazing and truly special; You are my favorite person on earth, and you are my best friend.

Love,
Me <3
 Dec 2014 Hannah Turek
SMN
"friends"
 Dec 2014 Hannah Turek
SMN
she is so lonely
sitting over there
in the corner by
herself
her so called friends
are more worried about
themselves  
than about their friend
who’s hurting herself
and hiding from them
she’s dropping hints
but no one picks up
they simply don’t care
she’s been hurting for so long
that she’s numb inside
she doesn’t feel pain anymore
she’s used to it and used to
being ignored and left out
the only time that she feels
anything is when her eyes
lets out floods of tears

*(s.m)
she, is me
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