We live in the past presnt and the future
This is how I know:
200 years ago this was the future.
200 years from now, this was the past.
And the present part, we live with the present life.
So the only way we don't live in the present is if we live in the past or the future
Which I guess I a problem
Because we already do

If I catch your eyes promise me you won't look away
If I hold my hand out to you promise me to grab it and never let go
If I fall in love with you promise you'll be there to catch me
If I get a broken heart from you promise that you will unbreak it
If we get forever promise to take it with me and we'll both be the best of you and me
But just promise me this: When we kiss you won't run away from me
Ever
Just promise

Love is like magic
Its a spell cast on you
It's not a curse
Or an evil omen
Or anything like that i swear
It's a spell that makes you the happiest person on the planet
Or maybe the universe
That spell cast is a joyous union of unending bliss that can't be bought or sold, only obtained by holding two different hands around it
So tell me why no one believes in magic?
If true love is a spell then why does no one believe in magic when that's all true love is.

You wanna know why it's better to take the high road?
There's less trafic
You know why?
Because no one ever takes the high road

You have long hair and I have short hair
You where t-shirts and I wear tank tops
Your arms are clean and mine has writing on them
You have facebook and I have Hello Poetry
I carry around 6 books and you don't
I pay attention in class and you don't
The best years of your life will be in high school
And mine will be the rest of life
So you want to know the difference?
I'M NOT YOU.

How can life amount to anythinng when we don't know how to live it?
Do we just keep pretending to live, like it's our fate to live a half life?
Do we just pretend that that is normal and what becomes of those who are?
Or can we change that?
Can we live full lives?
Can we live every moment of our lives alive?
Can we be alive everyday of our lives and know we'll have no regrets?
Can we truly live to be who we are?
Can we truly live?

I think the only way you can really see yourself is through someone else's eyes
It doesn't matter who's eyes you look through
Weither or not they be the love of your life
Or the bane of your exsistence
It just matters if they see you
Because if they do
Then all you need to do is look through and see you for you,
Because apparently, it's everyone else who knows you better then you do
And they are the only eyes that will ever look at you clearly