The soft sunlight began penetrating the lining of the green and white tent as the sweet smell of oatmeal cooking over the fire lingered towards her. He woke up early just so he could surprise her, which wasn't an easy feat since she was the girl that woke with the sun. Before climbing out of the tent, she bundled up in one of his grey hoodies. As she reached the morning air she closed her bright eyes and inhaled deeply. You could almost breathe in the fog that morning. In that moment of pure peace and silence, other than the crack of the fire, she looked down and it was as if that early autumn chill in the air was cut but the warmth of his smile and the love in his eyes, all dedicated to her. She sat down on the tie dye fleece blanket they made last summer. He had coffee ready, blankets, food, he thought of everything. She warmed her toes by the fire as he finished cooking breakfast. “Good morning princess” he laughed, but she zoned out, staring into the flames. Happy, content, home. That was it! She finally found her home, he was all she ever wanted and needed. Home. Something about “good morning” suddenly reached her ears and pushed through the softly buzzing thoughts. “I love you” she smiled back. Colors appeared more vibrant, the air felt fresher, and love finally seemed real.

As the time keeps growing,
The pain keeps flowing,
I miss him so much,
I just want to feel his touch.

I dream of him,
Does he dream of me?
I can't wait till the day,
When his face again I shall see.

Promises are just words,
Unless the have actions.
Words so easy to say,
Things so hard to make happen.

I'm so upset with you, and what you've done,
Maybe it's not about you but about me.
I'm upset for letting you change who I was,
I didn't even know what was happening.

Not till I talked with him did I see it,
I didn't see how you changed my personality.
Now every time he says he's going to a friends,
I feel the need to ask who he's going to see.

Why?
It doesn't matter.
He isn't mine.
It doesn't matter.
He isn't mine.

It's insanely absurd the way you've affected me,
The way you've changed what I am.
You pretentious wretched boy, I'm so sorry.
You deserve to feel loved and special, young man.

It's not my job anymore and I don't want it back,
But why did you have to scar me before you left.
It's okay, don't worry, pinky promise I'm fine,
Because he doesn't have to say "I love you" all the time.

Why?
I already know he's mine.
He doesn't have to say it.
He already knows I'm his.
I don't have to say it.

Lonely little elven girl, sitting in her yew tree seat,
Around fair lips your words do curl, in a way that's pretty and neat.
You dance and prance and shine so bright.
In beautiful circles you do twirl, you dance to your own heartbeat,
Silently you jump and whirl, the swift ease of your bare-feet.
You are the most brilliant star at night.

Traveling little mermaid, on your way to find your love,
Your heart has been remade, as you gaze at the stars above.
Swim as far as you can with daylight.
On your shoulders your hair does cascade, long and of
The softest strands it is made, more gentle than a dove.
Lay your head to rest in the moonlight.

Peaceful fair young princess, your prince will surely wait,
On your heart is a deepness, a light and heavy weight.
Close your eyes but not your sight.
The morning air holds crispness, as you silently sneak out the gate,
Run because you feel the nearness, leap in the arms of your soul-mate.
Hold your love and hold him tight.

Quite silent dreaming one, don't lose the things you admire,
Always let the imagination run, and with your heart conspire.
Let your dreams take over tonight.
Speak aloud any question, and let the answers transpire,
Inner depths have been awoken, you darling precious sapphire.
Fall in love under starlight.

Do you ever feel so alone that you just cannot move?
And everyone you turn to
Is too busy doing this
Doing that
Too busy with their other friends
Their life
To help you when you're feeling dragged down
By the depth of your soul
And the voices in your head.
Your left to the comfort of an old friend
Whose name you forgot
Whose cold slicing embrace chills your soul.

Hold close to me
I never left
You try to bury me
Just like the rest
I will not go
With you I shall stay
I will not go
For the end of your days.