I miss you
I miss you
I miss you

I miss your smile
and the way your lips would say my name

I miss how you'd just stare at me
and kiss me at random times

I miss the four am calls
and how you'd sing to me even though it was off key

I miss the early morning walks
and late night talks

But mostly..

I miss us
Oh how I miss us
e.j.

tell her she's your only one  when she
is upset, hold her tight.  play with her hair.
pick her up, tickle her, and wrestle
with her. just talk to her. bring her flowers just
because. just make her happy, tell her  she is butiful
make her smile, lauph and love.

The twisted reality is that bones break. People literally break and you dont always get better. Lives end, stories end, and people rarely get new beginings. The twisted reality is that none of what you thought as a kid was true. Not everyone can be president, and you cant be who you want to be. The twisted reality is that there are monsters in some little girls rooms, and thier moms cant make them go away. The twisted reality is that nightmares only end when you do, you dont get to wake up and think everything is fine. The twisted reality is that your parents lie to you. Not everyone is beautiful, not everyone is talented, and not everyone can be special. The twisted reality is that someone in your current school will become a 'villian' before thier life is over. The twisted reality is that we are all villians. Doing horrible things for what we think is right. The twisted reality is that most people will ignore what i am saying. Live in the lie. The twisted reality is people die thinking everything is fine.