Your my best friend

I tell you everything
And I know you will always be there for me.

But sometimes I wonder
if just maybe deep down under
you think, like me, we were meant to be

Our friendship just seems like such a bore
And I fear one day you'll see it as a chore
and that is why I would rather be so much more.

I would rather hold your hand
And have you be my man

And I be your girl
and I'd let you play with my curls
that you tell me you love

Your my best friend  
and we might not ever be anything more
but I will still be here in the end...

I’m not the same person I was when I was 14.
Being hurt so many times has changed me.
In good ways and bad.
I get hurt but I don’t cry much.
People who hurt me aren’t worth my tears.
I’ve realized that I care more about people then they do about me most of the time.
I’ve distanced myself from these people.
I deserve better.
I’ve become self motivated.
Being self motivated all the time gets lonely
Sometimes I feel numb.
Numb because I’ve been hurt so many times that I don’t feel much.
I just shrug my shoulders and try to move on with my life.
When I was younger I would have cried for hours.
Thought about how it was all my fault that this happens to me.
I’m not that girl anymore.
Now I know that I’m not going to change for anyone.
I’ve gotten this way of thinking that I’m actually worth something.
And I still don’t know if it’s true.
But I’ll keep moving forward.
Keep doing what I’m doing for me
I think about if my 14 year old self would be proud of me
proud that I don't let people hurt me anymore
Or if she would be scared because I’ve gone numb.

Sometimes I over think
Every single little thing

I wonder if anyone could ever love someone as different as me.

I get sad
I get mad
I get depressed
I get stressed

I fall apart

It tears me apart thinking I'll never be good enough for anyone.