Sometimes I still get a little
nervous when i see pictures
of you, and i assume there
are still angry bits hidden
out there but i haven't
thought about you in
a while, haven't cried
about you in a while
haven't done much
about you in a while
and you know what?
I think there is a such
thing as getting over
your first love because
I
got
over

you.

This year I have met a boy.
I havent met him for the first time.
I mean I already knew him.
Then I began to learn more about him.
He really made my heart skip.
Im not too sure how to explain how I exactly feel about him, but in my head it is much more easier to justify.
It all really started in the cafeteria, then in english class.
english class was my favorite class because of him.
he would stare at me and it would make me feel insecure.
his kisses stole all the air out of my lungs and his lips were as sweet enough to give me goosebumps all over my body.
when he holds me i reach for his hand so i can hold him too.
when i hold him i burry my face into his shirt and i try to study his heart beat.
he became my talk all night boyfriend and now i guess, my only friend i feel like i have.
sometimes we argue and it kills me.
but now when he looks at me i feel so much more secure
and now when i hold him i feel as close to him as his heart beat.
he taught me that its okay to love and not be scared about it. i think thats so beautiful of him
and i do love him
once i had so many fears,
the only fear i have now is losing him.
he keeps me sane.
i love every part about him and one day i hope to love more things about him.
i forgot to metion,
i hated him one year with all my guts
now i love him with all my heart. ugh,
the irony.

Dear Sarah,
Why are you so sad?
You shouldn't let people tell you
whether you're good or bad

Why do you feel like you're about to drown?
You shouldn't let your friends,
or even your parents drag you down

Why do you feel drained of energy all the time?
You should be full of life
remember, happiness is not a crime

Why can't I see happiness in your eyes?
You shouldn't let people convince you that
the whole world consists of lies

Dear Sarah,
Why aren't you a happy girl?
You're sweet, thoughtful and one of a kind
don't be fooled by your mind

(l.p)

C'est la vie.

That is life.

But life can be a million
different things.
And dreams can be a billion more.

Notre royaume.

Our kingdom.

Can be built with anything
but it's foundations are love
and scars are the clouds
weeping their known sorrows
on us each and every day
but they grow flowers
sharing with us better days.

Notre royaume, mon amour.

Our kingdom, My love.