we were lying down on the grass,
watching the beauty of the sky;
she had her eyes on the stars,
i had my eyes on my world

I guess I won that stupid fight of "I love you more."

Creeper
I tell him to leave me alone
it's like he's always there…
following me, always there,
no matter what I do
it seems like I can never
get rid of him.
He calls but I don't pick up,
he's angry now because I wont
talk to him, he scares me
when he's mad…
I told my mom about him
she asked if I wanted
to fill out a report I don't
want to make him upset it only
makes him even more clingy, and mean…
He tells me he loves me
as he holds my arms so tight
that they bruise…
I just don't know what to do.