I know what I should do. I know because you're not here right now, and I know you're somewhere else with someone else. I know if I meant what I need to mean to you,  if you loved me the way I need you to, you would be right here. I know what's right. I will always love you and every choice has a conclusion and this is ours. Make tonight a step forward to your future. Because it's the last step from me that I can watch you take. I'm afraid I won't be writing here for a while. This was ours and I just can't be here anymore. Not for a little while. Maybe I'll write once more tonight. Just to conclude the beautiful stories of this past year. All my love. Always

So much depends upon
The strength of that boy
That gangling brown haired boy
Who may be skin and bone
But somehow manages
To carry around the weight of loving me
Every day
And to have my burdens and baggage
On his back
But I'm scared that someday
His strength will fail him
And he'll be crushed
And I'll have been the undoing
Of the one person
I never wanted to see hurt

So much depends upon
The patience of that boy
That boy who is usually go go go
But for some reason slows down
And waits for me to catch up
And can always tell when something's wrong
And always cares
And listens to me complain
But I'm scared that someday
His patience will have run dry
And he'll take off running on his own
Because I held him back

So much depends upon
The blindness of that boy
Who is the smartest person I know
But was stupid enough
To fall in love with me
And I know it's selfish of me
But I wouldn't mind
If his love was unending
But I'm scared that someday
His blindness will dissolve
And he'll realize he deserves better
And the only person holding me together
Will hate me
As much as I hate myself

Happiness is free...
It can't be bought with money,
It's simply priceless...

Watch as the sun
Slowly slides over the horizon
Leaving behind a touch of
Pearly pinks, dusky purples
And vibrant hues of red
Ah there,
Battered dreams quickly wither
Darkness settles in,
The crystal envoys
Paint a portrait of
Pure serenity



Hope is reborn
Our destinies are within our
Reach as our dreams soon
Come to realization
It's a beautiful ambiance
And the solid gold
Paints over the Eastern side
And it's overwhelming beauty
Is welcomed by those
With expectations of
Bettering their present

You knew, what you was getting into?
When you met him.
He knew what to say?
And, how to say it?
To make many surrender to him.

Some call him , a player, Romeo, Cassanova.
Except, what he does?
He does it without game.

He just open up his voice.
And say various things.
Sure, he says, what you want to hear?
Except, he don't control your thoughts.

Sure, he has various women chasing after him.
Again, he just a charming man.
He loves deeply.
He loves completely.

But, you decided to join the ladies loving him.

When you calling him for comfort.
Or that intimate need.
What you're essentially saying to him?
You need to be pleased.

Just remember, you're one of many standing in line.
He just a regular man bidding his time.

For every woman that put him down.
There's always one thinking she's the best.

He gave you a rose.
What did you give to him?
He might have offer you more roses surrounded by a card.
What did you do for him?

He wrote you some poems, with the deepest of thoughts.
Treated you to dinner and wasn't concern about the cost.
What did you do for him?

Think of all the wonderful things that your man do.
And then, ask yourself?
Why aren't you doing the same thing too?

For, what he does for you?
You should try to please him too.
Love, is an unselfish reason to say, I love you.

Sure, it's has been stated that the man does the chasing.
But many women do forget.
That if you don't try to keep things interesting.
Another might try to find his interest.

What he does for you?
Be willing to go the distance for him.
Send him flowers, candy and cards.

For isn't this the guy, you call your sweetheart.

The feeling's liberating
Not looking for someone
With a hopeful gaze
Who's never going to love you back

I don't need
For you to love
Me, I'm great
I don't need a man
To be awesome.

I'm going to stand up straight
And walk alone
I'm going to dance tonight
On my own
I'm going to feel the night
Jovial and free
I'm not going to pin
On someone, rather
I'm going to be
Not hopeful
But happy
Not looking
For you

When a boy who leaves goosebumps on every inch of your skin tries to play you his favorite song, don't let him. He'll get stuck in your head and under your fingertips and when he leaves, you won't be able to it without feeling like you're choking.
2. Don't let him touch you all over no matter how much you want to feel him against you. Leave a few spots untouched so that when you're sleeping alone again, at least your left wrist and an inch of your right hip won't sting with the remaining burn of his mouth.
3. Don't let him break your ribs.
4. Don't watch the sunset with him. He'll poison it. You won't be able to look at the sky without swallowing a mouthful of him.
5. Don't mistake wasps for butterflies. Sometimes when you feel your stomach flutter and your hands start to shake, it's pain. Not love.
6. Just because he tells you he loves you doesn't mean he's going to stay, baby.
7. It's okay to delete his number after he kisses the pretty girl he met when he was drunk. It's okay to leave when he hurts you. You don't have to keep falling for him.
8. When he tells you that you're beautiful, try to remember that you were beautiful before him, too.
9. Just because he reads and smokes cigarettes and talks about stars doesn't mean he's your soulmate.
10. After you kiss him, remember to wash your mouth out right away so he doesn't burn into your tongue.
11. He'll kiss you in the rain and take you to little coffee shops He'll brush your hair out of your eyes and kiss your nose. He'll grab your waist and whisper in your ear but six months later you'll find yourself drunk texting him that you miss him, and he won't respond.
12. Your heart is going to break a million times. It's going to feel like the world is falling apart around you. Your lungs will stop working some nights. You find yourself grabbing at your bones trying to hold yourself together. You're going to feel like you're dying. It's going to be okay. You'll find someone else to kiss you goodnight.