you, you make me sick.
  I sat alone in my bed and drifted to a thought of you.
  I told myself just one thought was about right, but I knew id have to stop
I saw that picture of us when I was really smiling and you kissed my cheek gently with your warm pink lips
I knew I missed you but I wasn't new, I knew I was the old and I was okay with it
I lied to myself about not missing you and it only made every worst
I cried for hours at night , my pillow was full of tears that were more than just broken and in the morning my tears had dried on my face
I lost, I lost you but I lost the war of me trying to be alright and here I am starting over cause once again you have gotten to me and im scared you always will ...

two weeks have felt more like years and my love for you is no where near an end.
You're laugh is my high and you're voice is my smile but you, my daring, are more than I can take.
A prince you are to me and only me. I'll be you're Princess with a castle by asu.
Your words are so soft and gentle, they remind me of your lips and how much Id die just for one kiss
Oh, my darling, your truly someone I can't live without but I'm glad I don't have to because your voice makes my stomach become a butterfly garden.
My love for you is larger then my love for country music and I hope one day you will understand it.
You, my love , are something truly amazing. I could write a book about your love but why when I could just make my fairytale in your arms.
I may be to young to get love and I may get hurt but I wouldn't mind getting my heart broken by you
, you make me smile endlessly. You could count every star and know I love you just one more star than you counted.
I hope I'm the girl you tell your buds about and can't say my name without a smile. You, my love, I must say make me smile everyday.
You are someone I could never forget and I hope I never have too.

I've lost my hope and faith
not because i don't believe in god, but because i lost all hope for people.
Didn't they tell us were all equal? but still gays can't marry & african american still get less respect.
People shouldn't be put down for what they love just cause they believe differently. If that was the case wed all be ******. Our country is all about freedom but many of us don't feel like its there. Our country fights with other countries just to prove there god isn't important to the ones we believe in. We say " Let there by peace on earth" but i haven't seen any peace with different countries, forget different countries we don't even have peace with our own states. Some people just don't get it i guess, deaths of millions and many wars i guess haven't proven anything if were still doing it right? Ill believe " Every man is equal" when i see it happening but for now there is nothing i can. My faith and hope in our people has gone now but ill still pray ever night for something better.

this large blue hoodie isn't mine, you see its my lovers.
My first true loves blue hoodie.
It's big and cozzy.
We are no longer together but I still wear your blue hoodie.
It makes me feel safe like you use to
This was once your favorite blue hoodie.
It keeps my warm like you did once.
I cry into this blue hoodie ever so often
It's my first true loves
I'm wearing it right now, exactly a year since I got it. Since are last kiss
We still talk about this blue hoodie
But instead of happy thoughts my are manly sad and dull
But blue hoodie, you've done you're job. You keep me warm and hold all our memories, I just wish we were still making them instead of losing them.

" you're love is ****, which is a legal, you're kisses are whiskey, but I'm not 21, you're hugs are the fast car feels, yet I can not drive. I did not listen to my mother whispering " he's bad news" you were wrapped tightly around my little ring finger, although you were all bad you were my high and drunken nights. I knew what I was doing was wrong but I felt so in love.
Now you're gone and it feels the same, honestly. You're love is like ****, it's burns my throat when I try to talk about you, it also makes me so very confused. You're kisses are whiskey, before it was fun now there is no urge for it. You're hugs probably still feel the same but I haven't seen you in weeks. Now months later I know longer just miss you, I miss us, and there for the feelings are there but you're not there to fill them no more"