She is a sour patch.
One minute she is carelessly hating you
the next she is caring for you
and loving you as in an apology

She is so young she doesnt understand
when its time for silence and
when its time to laugh like crazy

She is as a bit more creative as any 11 year-old would be
writing on sticky notes and putting them everywhere as if we needed them,
puts color on everything to make it look beautiful
even its suppose to be something ugly

She is beautiful like your favorite flower
delicate but lovable
fragile but strong

She will make you fall in love
the moment you see her
But she wont let you in easy
She will make you work for her love.
-M.R.

Oh my darling, people will look at us and wonder what happend to the love that once was so strong and committed and we'll say its not our fault but the proven fact that theres nothing left to love.

There's  nothing worst than a heartbreak the memories tearing me apart wishing we could've done so much better
blaming my self cause you messed up and got the world feeling sorry for me this isn't over our story was the most
beautiful one to tell yet you didn't want to tell there is so much more than kisses and hugs but you didn't understand, now i was the one that was wrong because i didn't want to talk but you were the lazy one that didn't want to try you're the reason we got as far as we did you gave up on me as if i wasn't worth your time now i cry thinking our love was just another pathetic lie that i believed.

look into my eyes and stare at them for a moment
and tell me a lie and hate me and keep pushing me,
keep pushing me down and just keep yelling at me with those
harsh words that you know will only hurt me

look into my eyes and stare at them for a moment
and tell me a lie and hate me and keep pushing me,
keep pushing me down and just keep yelling at me with those
harsh words that you know will only hurt me

it is meaningless your words
dont mean anything
you could say them a million times
in a million different ways and
i still wont believe you

she has this sadness in her eyes and
i dont know how to get rid of it
for she has suffered
too much for me to repair

stop trying to figure me out
because i dont know who i am myself
so stop trying to fix everything and stop
trying to puzzle me back together
maybe i like to be a little broken
maybe i like the pain
maybe i like being confused and lost
be there when i weep but dont console me
it just makes me angry when you do that
because it only makes me feel like a child
like i dont know things are happening

just love me please
i cant promise tomorrow
i cant promise i wont change
i cant promise perfection
i cant promise a fairy tale
i cant promise it will be easy
i wont promise anything
ill just give you my love
and hope thats enough
to keep you close to me
to love me the way i love you

i think of myself as a very boring person i dont say much but people still talk to me and say things like they miss me and they want to go out with me and for a moment i feel loved.