but i still know all of your favorite bands
i still know which songs make your chest hurt
i still know everything that makes you sad and what you want to do to destroy it
i know how strong you can be because you showed me
i know how strong you are because you were strong for me
and now i am supposed to be strong on my own
standing on my own two feet, when there used to be four
and i still know the places you go, the people you turn to when you feel alone
when i used to be such a person and now in your eyes i barely exist
like a stranger you gave all your secrets to and vulnerabilities
like a stranger who still knows you today
like a stranger who does not breathe today
like a temporary lover that once held you as a crutch, and me for you
like a stranger who isn't a stranger, but who you want me to be
you are no stranger to me

You know what I love about taking a road trip to LA?

Looking out of the window

Watching as the miles and miles of hills overlap one another

Seeing the neat rows

Hundreds of them

Each field a new shape

Each a new fruit

I love rolling down the window

The breeze whipping my hair around

Too lazy and too care free to tie it up

Letting that earthy smell fill up the car

Realizing I need a new playlist

Stashing my favorite candy in the back, yumm

But what I love the most about it all?

Knowing that after those 6 hours have stretched 5 hours too long...

(you always said I had the patience
of a 5 year old)

I can at least comfortably have a spot on your bed

these will be the things i remember when i'm sad and need something to remind me that theres more to this life or when i'm staring into space and can't hold back a burst of happiness or when i'm laying in bed with a racing mind of how things are finally coming together and thinking of how happy and content i am
but also when i'm happy and my mind brings me back to missing you or when i'm unable to put my thoughts together and have to swallow back tears or when i'm consumed in a mountain of blankets late at night still unable to stop shaking and avoid the numb cold looming over me and my heart is pounding in my chest as i remember how happy and content i used to be

Lead me home
To where my heart belongs
It feels so uncomfortable and wrong

I seem to have forgotten
For you have rarely shown me any love and affection
It seems I have to leave hints to get your attention

Lead me home
To where the light shines'
Lead me to where happiness lies
I cant seem to remember
Last time we made love was a
cold night in December.

Lead Me Home
I've seen to neglect the idea
so far and out of mind.
I can't seem to find it.....
Oh Heavens sake
One night you come in late
A faint smile appears on my face

You walk over and hold me tight
I never wanted you to let go
Oh it felt so right
I felt safe, secure and satisfied
This is my home
Your embrace as your arms connect around my waist
This my home and now I'm not alone

My heart hurts for the girls wishing to be done.
But mostly it breaks for the innocent one.

Crying over the boys who dragged her down.
She's trying so **** hard not to drown.

My head pounds hard like a fist knocking on a door.
I'm feeling the sting as I sink to the floor.

Broken and beaten is all I can feel.
Wishing this whole thing wasn't even real.

I realize I am too falling for a boy.
Who's been using me for the sheer purpose of joy.

My stomach is hurting like I'm going to be sick.
It's like he's a team captain and he gets his first pick.

I guess I should be lucky I was his number one choice.
But I can never stop hearing his deep raspy voice.

The buzzing in my ear never disappears.
It's as if I'm living my worst fears.

Soon I begin to understand the pain.
I understand why people are in love with the rain.

One thing is promised, to me it's a fact.
I will be ****** if I ever turn back.

beauty is ******* overrated
everyone thinks that I'm pretty
have no flaws
but if they actually saw what was really inside
and if they were to feel my feelings
I bet you they would ******* shut the hell up
because people **** me off
when they think I have a perfect life
because I don't, and I don't think you do either
but those people, if you know what I mean
can go to ******* hell
and never rise up again
for they belong there
but now, I have more important **** to worry about
right now
so
a.a.

Find the person,
Who you never need to fill the silences with,
But who you always want to.
Find the person,
Whose stories you can listen to,
For hours,
And never tire.
Find the person,
Who fits you like a puzzle piece,
Who connects to you in ways you never thought possible.
And I think I've found that,
In you.