Time is flying by,
quicker each day.
It took me this long,
but I finally can say.

I look at you with love,
and happiness forever.
Forever and always means a lot,
but now is better than ever.

It took so long, I know,
but things are better now.
I always knew it would happen,
some way, some how.

I can look at you and smile,
know it'll be okay.
You'll always hold a special place,
in my heart always.

But all that's over now,
it's faded and it's gone.
The soldiers have gone home,
our battles have been won.

A friendship came out,
it's tattered at the ends.
But working on for now,
very best friends.

It took this long, I know,
but I can finally say.
I'm over you right now,
and I'm gonna be okay.

Now that I know we're fine,
we're gonna work on friends.
A break up doesn't mean it's over,
it doesn't mean the end.

You will always hold,
a special place in my heart.
That I will never get back,
no matter how far apart.

So it's time for me,
to tell you and to say.
I'm over you right now,
and it's gonna be okay...

The face in the mirror,
getting old and faded.
The feelings in my heart,
becoming jaded.

It took all I had,
a place in my heart.
I wish I could tell you,
but it would tear us more apart.

It would ruin everything,
destroy you deep within.
Like it destroys me,
time and time again.

I sit here in silence,
with my mouth scratched out.
Looking up to the sky,
as I try to shout.

But nothing will help,
because it doesn't make sense.
So I leave it be,
while I build this fence ...

Words and stanzas,
grammar and lines.
This is poetry,
the work of the mind.

Fingers flying,
darting across keys.
A way of the mind,
a lot about me.

Expressions of words,
experience, thoughts and feelings.
Reading between the lines,
finding secret meanings.

This is what I do,
why I was put on the earth.
To express the truth,
even if it hurts.

I'll never stop writing,
showing it to the world.
Letting them look,
into the life of a girl.

A little dark and scary,
but it's me non-the-less.
I may be smiling on the outside,
but deep down I'm a mess.

I'm expressing myself,
even to a stranger unknown.
Having someone comment and relate,
knowing I'm not alone.

If you don't like it,
well honey don't read.
This is the truth,
and this is me.

I'm not gonna lie,
I'm tired of it all.
This hurt and life,
the goodbyes to all.

But what you don't see,
is who I am.
What I try to do,
for a twisted man.

I know I've made,
a few wrong turns.
Said some wrong thungs,
and caused some hurt.

But you act like,
I'm only blaming you.
Well here's a newsflash,
I'm at fault too.

I know this,
I am not ashamed.
I can take the hurt,
and part of the blame.

But it's not all me,
for you've caused hurt too.
Don't blame it all,
on what I do.

I'm truely sorry,
for what I said.
I was hurt and confused,
it was not meant.

But the words you used,
the names you called.
Naming me fat,
saying it's my fault.

Those crucial words,
you call me all the time.
But when I finally say them back,
the fault is all mine.

I'm ready to say I'm sorry,
that what I said was wrong.
But you need to accept,
some of the fault.

You claim you tried to help,
but where the hell were you?
When I needed a shoulder,
someone to talk to.

When my neighbours keyed our truck,
spray painted the plates.
When I was down on my knees,
knocking on heaven's gates.

Crying out to the heavens,
just give me one last chance.
I'm trying to mend,
all the broken hands.

I gave to you my heart,
about a year ago.
I promised forever,
I never let you go.

But I'm ready to move on,
and I'm ready to let go.
Our friendship, though, honey,
is what means the most.

The knife I carried long,
that was stuck into my back.
It's sitting on a shelf,
holding all of what I lacked.

I'm picking myself up,
up from off of the ground.
All by myself,
what I lost is now found.

You've been there for me,
well over a year.
You've held me very close,
you've wiped away my tears.

So this, I ask you, friend,
would you maybe just consider.
Walking down with me,
so we can both be winners.

To talk down by the water,
of all was said and done.
So this battle can be burried,
for both us it's won.

Because I'll never go away,
so long as I'm alive.
We live in the same town,
same friends help us survive.

What good will it ever do,
to keep this battle at war?
It won't be right, right away,
but it has to start somewhere.

We're not only hurting each other,
but everyone around.
I've picked myself up mostly,
but I'm still half on the ground.

Somet things need to start,
to fall back into place.
I'm washing off the makeup,
creating a new face.

I ask you to be there,
I apologize how long.
It took for me to come back,
when I was so far gone.

The house of cards we built,
it may have fallen down.
But it's time for a new chapter,
let's blow away this town.

This time we start over,
and we can be just friends.
There's a lot still in our futures,
but I refuse to give in.

We fight, that's what we do,
we're honest with eachother.
But when it comes down to it,
we're best friends forever.

I tell you when you're being,
a aggorgant *******.
You tell me when I'm being,
a pain in your ***, which.

Is quite often, I know,
but one thing to remember.
We're forever in this life,
almost always together.

For ourselves and everyone else,
it would just be better.
To resolve this mess,
work on friends forever.

Forever will always have,
a special place in my heart.
May we'll just be friends,
or very far apart.

You're the guy I want there,
a bestie at my side.
Something we can work on,
and always keep in mind.

When life gets really rough,
I want to know something good.
Is coming in the distance,
working like it should.

So please let's just try,
to work things out together.
Let's work on being now,
best friends forever.

You are fear,
             Comfort,
                       Honesty,
                                Warmth.

You are sunshine,
               Sanity,
                        Romance,
                        ­          A dream.

We are everything,
               I've
                          Ever
                             ­      Wanted.


We are teenaged,
                Romance,
                           At
                                   Best.

This is mine,
                Ours,
                        Yours,
      ­                             Us.

This is not,
                For,
                         Their,
                                   Judgement.

**This.
                    Is.
                     ­               Real.