my name never sounded so good until it came from your lips. diana. when you say it, my heart soars. and the caterpillars inside my stomach turn into butterflies.
i feel like i'm drifting farther and farther away from you every day. we're supposed to be best friends. we're supposed to tell each other everything. i don't want this friendship to end. what's happening to us?
everyday he taunts me with those strong hands, waiting for another to hold close. everyday he taunts me with those chocolate brown eyes, waiting for a twinkling gaze to match his own. everyday he taunts me with that beautiful brown hair, waiting for small fingers to twirl and ruffle.*
oh how i wish you were here with me right now. right now at this very moment. i think i'll go crazy without you but having you right here, right now, would make it all ok
my dad sleeps with a baseball bat beside his bed. so if somebody breaks in, he can fight them away. but what happens when a boy breaks in to my heart? i don't have a baseball bat to protect me.
i feel as though my heart is made of bark, and every boy who comes my way carefully carves his name into the tree. and every boy i've ever loved, has left their mark. turning me into a canvas, waiting for whoever comes next.
you are the monster hiding under my bed. you told me lies and ****** me in. you said that you loved me and I believed you. you played with my heart and then smashed it to pieces. you were the monster hiding under my bed.
i do not understand how you cannot love yourself. you are the only you that there is. your body is perfectly crafted just for you, and your personality is like no one else's. you are so beautiful and i wish you could see the beauty in yourself.
why don't boys like me? i think that i'm a nice girl, and i'm definitely not ugly. what's wrong with me? is it the way i dress? or the way i style my hair?
learning how to let go is a very important skill to learn. or else you'll be stuck on the same pair of blue eyes, until you finally forget what his voice sounds like.
my thoughtS are scattered confused i dOn't know what to think i don't undeRstand how the thought of me consumes youR mind i'm sorry mY thoughts are scattered confused