everybody's talking about love
the kind every little girl dreams of
but who's talking about this kind of attraction
where when i look at you
all i can see is perfection
all i know is that this ain't love
at least not the love they all dream of

And there will be a time
When I'll only be a faded picture in your head

But you'll still be the starring role
In the drama
Alias my life

And there will be a time
When you won't remember me anymore
When you won't know how I look
Or how my voice sounds

But I'll still remember
Every word and every sentence you said
And hopefully
I'll still remember the beautiful sound of your voice
And the shininess in your eyes

And every single day, I'm sitting in the bus, my head against the windowpane.
Watching the cars passing by, following the raindrops running down the windows with my eyes.
Listening to those beautiful words coming out of my earbuds and the mouths of my favorite artists.
My eyes are closed and people might think I'm sleeping, but really, I'm just thinking of everything you said to me and how you looked me in the eyes.
I'll try to remember the moments when I felt safe, because they're so rare, remembering is a very special thing to do.

I am either an untameable fountain
Or a drowsy puddle
I am either a stormy ocean
Or an abandoned pond

I am either screaming at your face
Or sitting in the corner hiding my face in my hands
I am either talking so much you can't understand a word
Or not answering your questions

I am either hyper and twirly
Or so tired that I don't care about anything
I am either talking so much **** you wish I couldn't talk
Or not talking at all

I am either full of positivity and power
Or like a lifeless shell of my body
I am either sure I want to die
Or afraid of its possibility

I am either a fighter
Or a loser

On some days I am the one
On some days I am the other

There is no in-between

Imagine your heart
With quite a few cracks
Like broken art
How did it become like this
Why is it torn apart?

Maybe there's a significance behind
And maybe, just maybe
The cracks are there to let in the light
And inside of your heart
There is a seed
It's really slow
But if you try hard
You can see how it grows

*- ain't this art?

it's alright
i need you
but i don't love you
i love you
in a way you love a close friend
and i know
my attachement might seem a bit too much
but you need to know
i'm not a person that feels love
in a way most people do
i do not fall in love
like the way you love a partner
i don't need a boy or girlfriend
i was born this way
and maybe
because i do not love
it is that when i get attached to people
it seems just too much