it seems that all the autumn leaves are falling
I feel like you're the only reason for it
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
It seems that you're the only reason for it

your a god
but my legs will always be better

I remember you. I can't forget.
You clean sailboats for a living,
and you love it.
You're already who you're meant to be.
And I'm just wandering from
state of being
to state of being
trying to figure out
how to be the one for you.
Your favorite color is blue.
You told me to remember that, I do.
You were born in June,
the 13th.
We didn't know each other yet when you turned
17.
I know you probably look at me as being
so reckless,
for a 15 year old it's probably
not okay.
We knew each other by my birthday,
late September.
I guess we weren't on good terms then,
and I wished to see you when I blew out the candles.
It was kind of dumb, my wish didn't come true
anyway.
Now what are we?
We're hundreds of different types
of oppressed emotions,
battling each other all at once.
And to put it quite simply,
I love you
wholeheartedly.
Until there's nothing left,
I will love you.
Regardless of whether you love me back,
even if you push me away,
even if you love somebody else,
I know that I won't be able to stop.
I'm sorry for not being able to
give up on you.

before i open my eyes and realize i'm alive
every morning
it's you
and it is always you,
you remain inside my mind and you live there
i wouldn't have it any other way
because when i was falling apart
you took the hurt away
all i had to do was look at you
and it wasn't sudden
i didn't notice i'd lost all my troubles
until we parted ways again
it's like every time i'm with you
it's us; and nothing else
you make my world spin backwards
and when i can say the words
"you're mine"
i wake up excited to start the day,
and that's really something i've never been able to say
but it's you who made me remember what
a smile felt like
when i need to escape for awhile,
i'll give you a call
and my grin becomes a tattoo
for the duration
of our communication
i love you
wholeheartedly;
couldn't ever feel this for anybody else
be mine, i'll be yours
we'll be "we"
finally

If you're happy and you know it
Slit your wrists
Watch your blood drip down
To your fists

If you're happy and you know it
Stay away from THE zombie poet
If you're happy and you know it
Look out for Chris