Do you still think of me
At random during the day?
Wonder what I'm doing
Or where I am
Or what I'm thinking?
Do you still dream of me
Being with you
In some beautiful place?
Do you still miss my voice
Or wish for my touch?
Do you still
Or is it just me?

Sometimes we lose ourselves trying to make others happy
Because we feel that if we keep others happy
It'll only make us happy knowing they're content in their life
But why do we always put our happiness aside for others?
Because we think our problems are difficult and can't be helped or we dont want to be a burden to others
So we prefer to help others more than ourselves
But its time we start putting our happiness first
Because our happiness matters.

Here’s to the feelings that flow
through my veins,

here’s to the love whose trip
was a lot of pain,

here’s to the days
where I am in vain,

and here’s to your heart
that I cant seem to obtain.

i dreamt of you once again-
i wish i had not woken up.

I am soft.
Soft like a peach.
Peachy like a peach.
Curvy,
pinkish,
yummy like a peach.
Soft like little kisses.
I love little kisses.

Strong.
I am strong like a girl.
Fight me, I bite,
not just peaches.
I am strong
of tongue and heart
and arms and legs.
Strong like carved muscle.
I love my muscle.