as she wishes him
the best because
after all,
thats what he deserves.

his sweet blue eyes and
boyish smile make her
euphoric.

his laugh is deep just
like her roots are for
him.

he seeped into her
soul and he can't
fight his way
out.

and why should he?
its a nice place to be.
after all,
thats what he deserves

he deserves to be on
her mind all day and
in her heart all night
and in her soul
forever.

Don't think about yourself that way
I love you, and I'm here to stay
If those people hurt you
Then desert them before they desert you..
You're strong, pretty girl
So Stay strong
"Fake it till you make it, right?"
No
Be who you are
Don't fake it
Don't fake you're smile
Your precious smile
You're unique not "useless"
And if no one else will take the time to get to know the beauty inside of you
And they leave you
Well guess what?
I'm here
I'll be your shoulder to cry on
I'll even be your person to make fun of if you really want..
I mean
I wouldn't have stuck around this long, If I didn't really care right?
I wish
I wish I was just, like you
So strong..
So beautiful..
So don't think about yourself that way
Don't carve it into your arm
Or anywhere, for that matter
If you'd let me in
Then I'd try to heal your scars
I can be a good friend
If you'd let me...
"I love you Sophie"
And I mean it..

Time is always turning,
The sun in the sky is still burning,
But like everything in life,
The flowers of summer come and go.
Just like the golden leaves of Autumn
Or the crisp white winter snow.
Nothing lasts forever
Sooner or later it will all just go.

Time is always moving
It's a battle we'll always be losing
Life's too short to sit and dwell
On all the things we don't do well
The times are always changing
The summer sun will set again
The clouds will form and bring the rain
But nothing will ever last forever.

xo

A year passed, I still like you.
And I know deep in myself that I have loved you.
Although, it's hard for me to keep holding back,
Pretending not to be clingy in any act.

Twice, we've seen each other;
Longing my heart for another.
But there's really no sparks ongoing,
I guess I should stop hoping.

This sensation keeps on coming back,
Ending this is what I really lack.
I am so helpless forgetting about you,
Hence, my heart breaks waiting for cue.

About you is what I don't understand, Having a cold heart is what in your hand. Wishing you were here is all my aspiration, But giving me heartaches in this infatuation.

xo,
Angel Lav

I thought about you last night
And it's not what you're thinking
I mean more like day dreaming
More like a storyline
Playing out in my head
With ups and downs
And it was so perfect
I wrote it down
And realized
I might love my fictionalized version of you
More than the real you
I guess that's always the case
But it made me realise
What I love so much
About writing
It's the closest I've ever felt
To god

I hate leaving home on days like these:
when I can hear your ghost in the kitchen
washing the same dish 6 times because
you won’t be able to sleep with ketchup
staining your second favorite dish in the
cupboard.

You told me that if you were a tree you
would want to be a maple, because in
Autumn they leave red finger prints on
sidewalks like ****** clues left behind
at the scene of the crime.

I hate leaving home on days like these:
when I see your ghost sitting on top of
the cushioned window seat so you can
count the rain droplets running across
the glass outside, one finger tracing a
path or water and one finger twisting
your hair again and again.

I told you that if I was a tree I would be
a willow, my arms reaching down to the
ground you stood on, roots reaching out
for the sidewalks you walked on, trunk
reaching up to the clouds you loved
more than you loved me.

I hate leaving home on days like these:
when I am a willow constantly weeping.

I wonder,
If you still lift your head,
From whatever held
Your attention,
When you hear my name.
And I wonder,
If you remember
The love we shared,
Until something else,
Grabbed your attention.