**** am I scared to lose you
Not to physically lose you
But scared of the mental feeling of when I do

I'm so scared to be the past mistake of yours
The mess up of a best friend
The one you talk about behind my back when it's all over

Because I'll be here
crying my eyes out for months
Wanting to hold what we had again

last night I looked into your eyes and blessed myself for these moments

Cause Right now we have a future to fulfill
But these plans have been made before, crushed before, not with you but what a similar scenario
..I have a feeling you'll be the same.

I had a dream about you last night
I woke up crying because I knew it wasn't true.

I was with you and you laid down next to me,
And I felt an overwhelming calmness

I knew it couldn't be true
You will never love me as much as I love you.

I had a dream about you last night
I woke up even more in love with you than before.

[I in no way shape or form take credit for this poem, it was written in the 1600's for the infamous Guy Fawks
Today is Guy Fawks night where they burn his Ephagy in a bonfire]
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            The Fifth of November

Remember, remember!  
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot; 
I know of no reason 
Why the Gunpowder treason 
Should ever be forgot! 
Guy Fawkes and his companions 
Did the scheme contrive, 
To blow the King and Parliament 
All up alive. 
Threescore barrels, laid below, 
To prove old England's overthrow. 
But, by God's providence, him they catch,
With a dark lantern, lighting a match! 
A stick and a stake  
For King James's sake! 
If you won't give me one, 
I'll take two,
The better for me, 
And the worse for you. 
A rope, a rope, to hang the Pope, 
A penn'orth of cheese to choke him, 
A pint of beer to wash it down, 
And a jolly good fire to burn him. 
Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring! 
Holloa, boys! holloa boys! God save the King! 
Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray!

***** it all
I have my own mind
My own self to take care of.

So ***** you
I don't need you
I am not anything
That's buy one get one free
Just turn your *** around before I kick it
I don't want you, I have poetry.

They say, "it's for the best"
and "it just wasn't meant to be",
but maybe it wasn't him at all,
maybe it's me.

Maybe it's always been me,
it's always been my own **** fault,
how can I sit here blaming guy after guy,
for what has happened to my heart; assault.

It was the fault of one guy,
and it happened long ago,
but it's affected every relationship
I've been in since then, though.

Maybe I pick losers,
or guys that don't know
how to treat a girl right,
or maybe it truly is me, my fault, and I.

Some people get married early
and last until the end of time,
others like me, stay lonely,
never having reached their prime.

Maybe being with someone isn't for everyone,
or maybe its just me,
I guess it will be a while before I find out,
but this is probably as happy as I'll ever be.

my favorite part is the dew while yours is the sunrise
days left for us, only few, isnt forever but still nice

my favorite part is the night while yours is the sun
if loving you isnt right, i dont care bcs its still amazing

my favorite part is the leaf while yours is the flower
i never want to leave you but it so hart to get us together

my favorite part is when winter, while yours is when summer
would you warm my heart even it already frozen?

my favorite part is the sea while yours is the mountain
ill never set you free but im afraid you wont come back again

my favorite part is blue sky while yours is the white cloud
when you say goodbye my hearts screaming loud

my favorite part is the moon while yours is the dark sky
please come back soon before i say goodbye

my favorite part is the dust while yours is the solid ground
i gave you all my trust but you just left me a wound

Don't wanna make the same mistake again
Trying to take this slow
But boy I can't resist you
Whenever you're around I can feel my heart beating in my chest
You give me this kind of feeling I love and I hate at the same time

You feel close and yet so far
I can't reach you no I can't
Don't wanna ruin this
But I really like you
Do you like me too?