We're afraid to live.
We're afraid to die.
We're afraid to try.
We're afraid of what happens if we don't try.
We're afraid to love.
We're afraid to commit.
We're afraid people think we're full of ****.
We're afraid of the truth.
We're afraid to lie.
We're afraid people will think we're weak if they see us cry.
We're afraid to feel.
We're afraid of fear.
But knowledge is power.
So now that you know what you fear,
what are you going to do about it right now? Right here?

I really can't explain it
It's all a little insane to me
You leave my heart confused
Unsure if I really like you
I don't know how this happened ?
But I have these feelings for you
I just hope you have them too
I've been trying to let it go
Like maybe it will go away
but these butterflies I can't ignore
My heart skip a beat when I'm round you your beautiful, kind and sweet
Your everything that I need in a man
Your everything
I wanna just be yours

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check

check again

slide

unlock

refresh

clear the history

pretend I never said that.

Wow I’m stupid I

Maybe I’m not the stupid one, maybe it’s you

*******.

With your ridiculous face and squiggly hair

how you make me feel things and draw me in

with interlocking fingers and subtle touches.

I can’t I can’t I can’t

my anger is coming out sweet as honey

too gentle for my vicious state I’m stuck in.

******* you.

I check every form of social networking

waiting for you to give me a sign

a little wave.

Instead I get a read receipt.

******* you.

******* the four months we were glued to each other

by force at first, then by choice.

And now a different scenario and a different she

who is much prettier than me

who I’d really like to see

and tell her how lucky someone is

to look into your eyes, even for one dance.

I know it’s unreasonable of me to have such feelings for someone so opposite.

But really we’re quite the same

looking for something else to blame

for every ounce of pain you make me feel

and you think that I’m lame.

I hate purple
But our sheets were plum
You love seasonal things

I love pink
Lips kissing someone new
While the trains whistle blows through the station

I hate purple
But our sheets were royal
Thinking you’d sleep like a king

But now my world is pink
Hands deep in new soil
Pink flowers growing in the garden you’ll never visit