It took you all that time,
and I could never get you off my mind.
I stared at old photographs,
slept in that shirt you left.
And nobody knew it but me.
Everyday I'd wipe my tears away,
each night I'd pray you'd come back here to stay.
I tried to prove,
you were all that matter to me.
I said all those things I kept inside,
maybe that's what made you hide.
My friends thought I had moved on.
But here's the truth,
I was never really that strong.
I kept every word you said,
in a box underneath my bed.
Nobody knew it but me.
Then one summer day,
we found our way and you came back to stay.
Now that we're happy together,
don't you see it too?
We're all we'll ever need,
me and you.

I can see it in your eyes,
and I can feel it in your touch.
We have a long way to go
on this roller coaster that they call love.
It's a long shot to the finish line,
but if anyone can make it through...
Baby I am betting on me & you.
Just keep holding onto me.
In time you'll see,
the best is yet to be.
It's a long shot to that finish line,
but don't fear it now.
We've got plenty of time baby,
so don't you worry.
I know it's a long way,
but we don't have to hurry.
With just a leap of faith,
There is no need to give up.
Because I know we've got that
once in a lifetime love.
So just put your fears aside,
you can put your hand in mine.
Just remember while we are on this ride,
Someone somewhere out there,
is trying to find exactly what we have gained with time.

I know you don't know,
where all of this is coming from.
And I'd rather it stay that way.
But just remember,
you're all I need.
I wouldn't change a thing,
between you and me.
There were mixed emotions,
from the start.
I just keep reminding myself,
that I never want us to part.
I can finally move on,
knowing that you're here to stay.
I wouldn't want it,
any other way.
In fact I find,
I wouldn't last a single day.
I don't know how
but you a way,
of making my dreams come true.
Maybe it's just,
everything you do.
If we work on this together,
one day our love will last forever.

The two of you
are so different,
yet you're exactly the same
It makes me feel ashamed,
to know these feelings went untamed.

You both have a special way,
of making me smile.
I wish I could stay,
even if it's just for a little while.

He and I shared,
six months of history.
What could have been,
was left a mystery.
You were there to dry my eyes,
when he hurt me.
You were there and heard my cries,
when he couldn't see.

He's falling for me again,
but I don't want 'us' to end.
I don't want to hurt you,
so where do I begin?

I promised I would never,
break your heart.
and I meant it,
from the very start.

At one point I thought,
he was my Prince charming too.
But now I wonder,
could my Prince Charming really be you.

You're both optimistic,
and I'm just pessimistic.
So what should I do?
Should I run after him?
Or should I chase after you?

I've weighed the option carefully,
and even checked my priorities.
So please don't look me in the eyes,
and say 'It's either him or me! '

Please don't make this heart of mine,
choose between the two of you.
Cause' it sure isn't easy,
and I don't know what to do…

One day, I want to be
the girl who gives him a heavenly glow.
One day, I want to hold his hand
and never worry about letting go.
One day, when we're old and married
I want him to be ready to catch me.
One day, I want to be
the only person he wakes up to see.
One day, he will be mine
and all we'll have is time.
One day, I want to be there waiting
for the moment when he comes home.
One day, I want him to dry my tears.
One day, I want to reflect on past years.
One day, I want to be the only reason
the sparks in his eyes never die.
For one day, our love will last forever
even through the stormiest weather.
One Day…

I hate that I love you,
and I know you hate it too.
Because it seems like
all we want to do,
is forget about me and you.
When you break my heart
you tell me to give you another chance,
that you can do better this time.
I hate that I love you,
because I accept everything you do.
But even then…
You take my kindness for granted,
make me feel single handed.
What you can't see
is that it's only a minimum of pain,
I can be demanded.
When you act like you don't care
it's so hard to sit,
and watch you stare.
You'll always have a place,
in my heart.
Even when it seems,
we have grown far apart.
You can't go anywhere,
you were there from the start
I hope I have a place,
somewhere too.
Because it hurts,
to say I love you.

They say the  love history knows
is said to be in every rose.
But the love that is found in two,
is less than what I feel for you.
When we argue I feel real blue
this is oh so very true.
It doesn't take long
for us to make things right.
For you and I,
we don't have to fight.
These feelings I get,
can not be described
by a song or quotes.
So why try to hide?
You can read me
like an open book.
But as for me
I might just get hooked.
All to be said is just 3 small words,
and my heart skips a beat.
As if it's about to burst.
In my rose you are;
every kiss and smile
that makes my life,
so worthwhile.
When I say;
I love you.
Please believe,
I'm not trying  to misconstrue
how I feel for you!

Emotions showing,
my smile glowing.
You could be the one,
it's my mind you're blowing.
My soul speaks,
my heart beats.
You could be the one,
I'll give my love to keep.
My confusion comes undone,
when we're having fun.
No question goes undone,
because you could be the one.
My intentions are true,
if only you could see it too.
Nothing can undo,
how I feel for you.
You could be the one!

All of these thoughts
running through my head.
Scared that people won't understand...
These questions I ask myself,
but never anyone else.
How can other people know,
when I don't even know myself?
Do they see me like I see myself?
Do they ever wonder...
Just what their purpose is in this life?
Who am I? Who am I supposed to be?
Most people would say I'm quiet,
and would be surprised by how much I hold inside.
On good days I'm happy go lucky,
but on the bad ones I just sit in silence and cry...
I can mean what I say one minute,
but the next I just snap.
I lose all self control,
and things come flooding out.
and I don't even remember why I got upset,
or what I even said.

Only 2 months,
into our relationship.
And on that day,
you gave me a ring.
Promising me,
you were here to stay.
This ring shall be
a constant reminder,
from you to me.
A reminder of this,
you see...
A promise to care,
for you will always be there.
A promise to keep me close,
to never let me fade away.
So many promises,
yet this goes on.
You promise,
your full honesty.
You promise me,
you'll never leave.
You even promise,
to stick it through.
On those days,
when you feel sorta blue.
So many promises,
held in one little ring.
A constant reminder indeed,
of promises you've made to me.
You'll be surprised to know,
that I've made promises too!
With your life in my hands.
I promise this is true,
my love is yours to keep.
So just remember,
I will always love you.

Only 2 months,
into our relationship.
And on that day,
you gave me a ring.
Promising me,
you were here to stay.
This ring shall be
a constant reminder,
from you to me.
A reminder of this,
you see...
A promise to care,
for you will always be there.
A promise to keep me close,
to never let me fade away.
So many promises,
yet this goes on.
You promise,
your full honesty.
You promise me,
you'll never leave.
You even promise,
to stick it through.
On those days,
when you feel sorta blue.
So many promises,
held in one little ring.
A constant reminder indeed,
of promises you've made to me.
You'll be surprised to know,
that I've made promises too!
With your life in my hands.
I promise this is true,
my love is yours to keep.
So just remember,
I will always love you.

During the fifteenth century,
in Verona, Italy...
Lays a story of the star crossed lovers,
that ends in pure tragedy.
According to the stars above
it is said that the couple,
was never meant to fall in love.
The Capulet's rue,
the Montague's.
A long lasting feud,
that ended very crude.
Already secretly wed,
by the Friar Lawrence.
Juliet is forced to Marry Paris instead.
On the day she is to wed she drinks a potion,
to fake herself dead...
When Romeo hears about his wife's death...
It is at that moment,
he is ready to take his very last breath.
Their love was marked ill-fated.
All because one family was very well hated.

We've talked about it from the beginning. Didn't want to try or worry,until we were married.Now we're praying what ever happens happens. There's no turning back,the damage could be done.There are so many questions,we find.That are constantly,going through our mind.Things we ask,time and time again. We're just so young,we don't know where to begin. What are we going to do? Will I be able to carry through? Will I walk right beside you? How are we going to share the news? All these questions consumed while we wait 11-14 days, to know if it's true. With one another's hand to hold,we don't seem to be in this alone.It seems like forever those minutes on the clock, seem to tick by slowly.All we want to do is read the results. To know what could be,from such a life changing test. At 15 I can't help but wish for the best.So would it be wrong to get excited if it's positive,or upset when it's negative?People might say,what were you thinking?There goes your life...If it's change I have to deal with I will reply with a smile on my face, My life hasn't gone anywhere. This is all I've ever wanted to start a family,and be with the one I love.It may no longer be the two of us. There could be another on its very way,yet it's still too soon to know.If there is, we might have to grow up a lot. There will come a day when we trade in our youth for the difficulty of parenthood. We will get used to the idea of being called Mommy and Daddy. Or the hero to that baby in a hospital bed. Who resembles us every inch up to its tiny head. Ten fingers, ten toes and that cute little button nose all came from a love that grows.It won't be easy raising a baby when you're just a kid yourself.I'm not saying it would but it's the price we pay for not doing as we should. For not preventing this from happening like we could. Two weeks will tell life might change and our parents might yell. But life isn't a game. You have to take responsibility for each risk you take.So please don't hold regret,about the choices we make. Please don't look for a way out because you know at times we're going to shout. Just remember what we did, we did out of love. We were given a gift, precious and tiny from up above.

Is it hard to look at yourself
to accept how flaws can be painstaking.
Is it hard to the look in the mirror
and see yourself reflecting.
Is it hard to look at yourself
and replay what everyone is saying.
Is it hard to kneel down
and with your head bowed keep praying.
Is it hard to ask God
to close you off from all the judging.
Is it hard to be yourself
to let everyone hear you speaking.
Is it hard to open your heart,
to let love do the healing.
Is it hard to sit back
and slowly watch time passing.
Is it hard to let go
of someone so caring?

Just a Puppet
You are the Master,
I am the puppet.
Caught between your grip,
and a sight of reality.
I am just a doll,
what can I do.
You play with my strings,
and control what's in my heart.
I am the puppet,
lacking emotion inside.
Trapped by words spoken,
and desperate actions.
You are the puppet master,
who will find love someday.
But you don't listen
to what your puppet has to say.
I am the puppet,
wanting to hide in cave.
Placed on a shelf,
in a protective case.
A silver mirror,
reflecting back at me.
This is what I see,
a puppet on a string.
Wanting so bad to be free,
but a sense of control is comforting.
I am just a puppet,
staring into space.
Hiding behind,
more than this hurt on my face.
A puppet girl,
suffering with fear and pain.
So how do I cut these strings,
that tie us together.
I no longer want to depend on another.
How do I cut this string,
if you are my sense of security.
Some say I have to find scissors,
and cut them myself.
Some say will- power is the key,
but this is what I believe.
I haven't given up on the Master,
just the puppet within me.