An eye for an eye doesn't make the whole world blind,
it leaves everyone with terrible depth perception and a biased mind.

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing.
I know my hearts there cuz I feel it beating.
But what's the point of my beating heart,
If I have no girl, no second part.
Without the one I'm just chopped liver,
My life flowing by like a shallow river.
Then one day our two stars cross,
I try to move fast before all is lost.
After a week of pondering im finally sure,
The girl I want to spend my life with is her.
And I know now that she's the one,
Because my heart beats to her drum.

Love is...
staying awake with her those extra 30 minutes to keep her company.
Buying her flowers on more than just valentines day.
Being there for each other.
Knowing that despite differences, in the end it doesn't change your relationship.
Remembering fondly first dates, and goofy moments.
Laughing together till it hurts to laugh anymore.
Not wanting to fall asleep, in fear you will miss out on each other.
All-nighters over the phone.
Smiling at the thought of your other half.

"Wrong number" said a familiar voice.

I love sports.
I love that the worst experience isn't getting last, it's getting second.
I love that I can drift into another world when I play.
I love that my teams are all like family to me.
I love that there is an infinite outcome to every scenario in a game, and each game has hundreds of thousands of scenarios.
I love that sports a combination of wit, coordination and logic.
I love seeing my heroes smile.
In a close second I love seeing them cry, as it reinforces my idea of how much they love the game.
Most of all, I love that sports are a unity throughout the world. The rifts known as rivalries bring us closer together.

I think I think too much