a dream

we are at your house
you are holding me in your arms
your friends are there, and my friends in their embrace
the two of us are so high

we watch a movie
(the lion king is your favorite -
but you love all disney movies)
and we make stupid jokes
and laugh until we cry
and i can taste the smoke on your lips
as you lazily attempt to kiss me
i can feel your smile

and to think that in this world
where nothing ever goes right -
i have someone like you
to turn sorrow into sweet dreams

and they told me
"honey, in order to get her to speak,
you need to eat something
in front of her"
and i did.
it was the hardest thing i've ever
done in my life.

so i ate potato chips
oh and they also said
"you have to enjoy them"
and i did. and i enjoyed the chips
and i said "these are
good chips! yum."

and you were so mad
because i said "you're
not getting the chips until
you ask for them"
and you didn't want to
you could but you didn't
want to

and it took you hours
i mean it took the whole afternoon
i started eating in the morning
and you were so mad
so you went in your room
and threw a tantrum

but then you finally came out
and i said "do you want them"
and you grumbled
before saying
"chips"
and i said "oh you
want chips! yay!"
and i gave you the whole bag
you were three
and i gave you the whole
bag of chips

i'm scared of art museums
but if you held my hand
i might be fine

i'm not worthy of your time
but i guess you're right
we all think lowly of ourselves

i kept my love for you in a locked room
but i wasn't prepared for you
to tell me that you loved me too

is it my way with words
and your way with a pen
that made me want to fall in love again

let us hold hands under the table
and you squeeze mine a little tighter every time

lovesick by his laugh
he plays cadences on the guitar strings that lay inside my heart
everything he hates about himself i adore him for
he's synonymous with beauty
i'll go crazy with him
and i crave to be by his side
and live inside his embrace
and my only sorrow about him lies in the fact that i can't

today proves that hard work will get me nowhere in the new world
today proves that opinions of the well known always take prescedent over the common man's word
today on twitter i saw two things  
broken teeth and art being burned in it's wake
thirst is thicker than passion
being is the same as succeeding
dedication has been replaced by snapshots of moments
if i broke my retainer my mother would scold me
if i dm a ******* twitter that is gaining followers i'm automatically wrong