Her life is a book
but without enough pages for a happy ending

Love is confusing
I really don't get it
Some days I really wish
That I could just forget it
Some days I feel like I'm normal again
That your out of my head
But  then one look in your ocean blue eyes
And that's it
I've fallen in love again

He makes me happy
like no one ever has before.
I guess this is what it feels
to not be sad anymore

why* cant I be like you
Dear friend,
                      If you ever read this just know that I am truly jealous.
i wish that i could write like you
your writing runs deep
it pulls on my heart
you could write about anything
and it'd still tear me apart
I wish I was as pretty as you
you are beautiful with your tan skin and curly light brown hair
while I look like I don't even care about myself
when I do
I care a little too much
I also wish that my personality was as beautiful as yours
if anyone has a heart of gold
it's you
you always talk about your imperfections while you don't have any
trust me, it's true
so please tell me
why cant i be like *you

3am talks between my brain and my heart.
that's the time when I think
and usually fall apart.

3am talks between my brain and my heart.
the talks usually end in me crying
and saying "everything is my fault"

3 am  is such a horrible time
that's when the suicidal thoughts come out
when I wish they would  hide.