I've stopped wearing seat belts
And looking both ways before I cross
Because when I hear the screech of tires
And feel my car slip and fishtail
It makes me feel something
When all I feel now is nothing.

Your words, yes, are very nice,
But only bringing them to action,
Will suffice.

Even when I'm tired, and all the memories,
have begun to fade,
My words will bleed you onto the page.
Even when the heartache finally, oh finally,
starts to slip away,
My words will bleed you onto the page.
Even when I can feel your hand in mine,
But cannot picture your sweet face,
My words will bleed you onto the page.

I do not think there shall ever be a time,
In your existence, or in mine,
When my words do not bleed you onto a page.
I'll write you into every history,
Every love story,
Every poem.
So that even when we are all dead and gone,
No one will ever forget you.

You're back again,
After all the pain you left me with,
Everything's normal,
Friends as though forever.

Not sure what i'm feeling,
Butterflies can be decieving,
But there's something,
Ugh,*
I just want it to be nothing,
I just want to go back,
Back to feeling nothing.

Don't want to be like the others,
I know what you're like,
I don't want to fall,
It'll surely leave a scab.

Fathers are supposed to protect you
Be there for you
But mine seems to think I'll ruin his life
The coward is still afraid of responsiblity even though its been sixteen years since he knocked up my mum.

He has three other kids you know
One whom died not so long ago
One who he also ditched at birth but he sees her now
And a tiny wee baby called Riley

I don't want to see that ****
But I'd do anything to meet that wee baby
I've seen photos and hes grown sooo much
And im glad that coward didn't run out on Riley because that baby deserves a father as much as the next person.

Hope to meet you one day little one ♥

The way you lean in
Close to me
To whisper something
In my ear
To make me laugh
To make me smile

The way you sit a little closer
When it gets too cold
And your fingers
Ice cold
Burning against my skin
You smile
That stupid
Crooked smile
And tickle me
With your wit

The way you grab my arm
When I'm on the verge of tears
Pull me away
From the torture of today
To ask me what's wrong
And pull me in close to you
Arms tightly around me
Not caring how wet
Your shoulder is getting

The way you message me
Good morning
Just to check on me
Because its been a day
Since we've talked
And you can't bear to wait

The way your chest feels against mine
Hearts beating together
Your arms tightly round my waist
As I'm lifted and swung around

The way I go to pull away
And you pull me back
Closer to your chest
Arms tighter
Because one hug wasn't enough

The way I feel protected
Whenever your around
Because you've always told me
You'd always keep me safe

I think I've found,
For the very first time,
It may be my head, not my heart,
Who isn't ready