~Look, I'm sorry I told you that you are ugly.
Sometimes I just can't believe what I see.
We can be friends, maybe.
I'll tell you how beautiful you are.
Because you are me.
Sometimes I hate you,
Sometimes I don't understand you.
But one thing we can both agree,
Is that I don't mean those things.
And I'm so, so sorry...
....
....
....
that you had to be me. </3~

Let the birds sing their song,
Let us listen to their melody,
Let's stay up until twilight,
Lying under the stars.

Can you feel the love the we share?
The tock clicks on, yet who cares?
We are more than just the perfect pair.
We are forever, the perfect two.

I don't need to see you to say, "I love you!"
Because you should see yourself through my eyes.

Let the birds sing their song,
Let us listen to their melody,
Let's stay up until twilight,
Lying under the stars.

Can you feel the love the we share?
The tock clicks on, yet who cares?
We are more than just the perfect pair.
We are forever, the perfect two.

I don't need to see you to say, "I love you!"
Because you should see yourself through my eyes.

~I knew from the moment we met,
That it was to be you.
You fell for me also, my signal that our love was true.
Your eyes hold the stars of the sky,
Your positivity lifts me up,
You're the one for me,
I see,
Forever yours I'll be.
But this is not about me,
This is all for you.
I don't need to know what you look like,
To tell you that you look amazing.
And I don't need to hear the words, I love you~
To know this is a true feeling we share.
Our rose of love has just bloomed,
You know it's true, you know it's true.
Without you to help me,
To save me from the dark,
Where would I be? Where would I be?
If I were to die tonight,
I would only want you by my side.
It's you that I see, it's you that I see.
I love us,
But more importantly,
I love you. I love you.
Shine like the star you are,
Soar above the rest,
Show them who you are my dear,
Show them you're the best!
My love for you will never change,
You stood up for me.
You told them how to be.
You defended me with words of beauty,
And showed me the world so I could see.
You're the only person who's ever defended me,
The only one.
And hoping our love will surely grow,
I just want you to know,
Thank you for being you.
And nobody else.
Always remember us.
Always remember us~

~At one point we cross the world between alone to popular,
We try to fit in because the alone world ******.
And we gain so many friends, but one day, those friends don't understand.
And then in the popular world, we feel more alone than ever.~

~Sigh,
You make me sigh,
This is why I left,
The reason I cry.
The reason of my pain.
You just don't get it?
One day, I hope you'll see,
We never shared love.
We shared a friendship.
I ran to the first boy I saw.
I was left empty.
Starrydawn was right,
I'm sorry if this poem hurts,
So I'll leave it at goodnight.

How to cook a gourmet (whatever the hell that means) dinner:

Step 1: Send your boyfriend a text inviting him over for a romantic, candlelit home-cooked gourmet dinner.

Step 2: Remember that you are forever alone and don’t have a boyfriend.

Step 3: Go buy mass amounts of chocolate and cry about it.

Step 4: Get over it and invite over your grandmother instead.

Step 5: Preheat the oven to 975 degrees

Step 6: Freak out about the fire in your oven and turn it off.

Step 7: Open all your doors to let the smoke out.

Step 8: Get out all the ingredients you need for the recipe you are
following.

Step 9: End up eating most of the ingredients before you even get to
use them.

Step 10: Spill oil and wine all over your recipe book (umm pffft the
wine is TOTALLY one of the ingredients, that’s why you had it out… heh heh… yeah…)

Step 11: Panic and try to dry it off by taking the book outside and waving it around.

Step 12: Watch in horror as all the pages in your book tear and fly off
into the wind.

Step 13: Chase hopelessly after the pages down the block screaming
swear words and having a heart attack.

Step 14: Politely smile and wave awkwardly at your neighbour who
hates you.

Step 15: Yell an apology across the street to that other neighbour who
REALLY doesn’t like you with the little five year old daughter who is
now repeating all of your colorful vocabulary words you just yelled.

Step 16: Reluctantly accept the fact that your recipes are gone. And also
that you have just contributed to the global problem of littering the
streets.

Step 17: Walk back to your smoke-scented house in shame.

Step 18: Look through pictures of scrumptious-looking meals on
Pinterest.

Step 19: Get inspired and decide to put your brilliant idea of creating your own recipe into action.

Step 20: Get out your frying pan and throw a bunch of random ingredients in.

Step 21: Put out yet another fire and realize that marshmallows, sprinkles, raisins, baking soda, orange peels and liquid gasoline probably wouldn’t have tasted very good together anyway.

Step 22: Wonder what the hell is wrong with you.

Step 23: Get distracted by the television for half an hour.

Step 24: Try to microwave 2 week old mac and cheese you forgot to
throw out.

Step 25: Watch as your microwave malfunctions and spontaneously
combusts.

Step 26: Decide to clean it up later because you just cannot even deal
with it right now.

Step 27: Fill a *** with water to make pasta and try to boil the water.

Step 28: Somehow manage to burn the water.

Step 29: Wonder how that even happened?!!!!

Step 30: Give up and call the pizza delivery guy.

Step 31: When you grandmother arrives have her take a seat in the
kitchen.

Step 32: Call an ambulance when she has a heart attack seeing the mess
in your kitchen.

Step 33: Get ready to leave and drive after the ambulance to the
hospital with your grandmother once the pizza arrives so you can
bring it with you. Get a call from the pizza place.

Step 34: Listen to the manager explain that your pizza spontaneously
burst into flames in the oven and they are terribly sorry there will be a
delay in the delivery due to this.

Step 35: Pass out.