There was a girl,
a beautiful girl surrounded by people,
yet utterly alone,
her brother Chris died sophomore year,
she spend all her time secluded with her family or in the comfort of books,
I watch her for all of high school,
waiting for that perfect  moment to talk to her but then
that moment never came,
I watch as people gradually forget about her
and she seems content to disappear
but not to me
and although she didnt know it,
I saw the possibility of us.

I would rather fight with you than love someone else

It was once said that happiness is waking up from bed without a thing in your mind.*

And that's  true. Really. Its true

If you love someone tell them because hearts are often broken by words left unspoken

Today was a sad day for me,
I told everything that had happened today,
to you by text,
I miss you so much, so badly, I need you now,
I heard a knock and
I came running downstairs,
And there you are,
My door has a see through window,
I could see your face,
And your bag,
That I know is filled with a night's clothes of change,
Your face tired,
Beaming with a smile,
And I'm already so glad to see you here,
We glared for a moment,
Stagnant,
Not moving,
And I came running to the door,
Swinging it open,
leaping towards you,
As you come catching me
at the middle of the night.

It's scary to be in love, that much I know.
it's also wonderful and special and If you can't say or
fully express it,
then you'll never going to be able to experience it,
and I want you to experience everything that's great
because you're so great.
I'm not saying you say "I love you",
with a drop of a hat.
It has to be right and real and
it has to have taken a lot of thought.
But, someday with someone it will be right,
I want you to be ready for that moment
when it happens.

There's this thing about the dead.
When your love one is gone,
When someone you love has passed away,
The DNR signed,
Plugs were taken out,
He layed Stiff,
Buried underground,
Deep beneath dirt,
Deep beneath earth,
You try to remember those moments with him,
Your first date,
Your first kiss on the elevator,
Flashbacks come and go,
And you smell his sweater that he likes,
You're missing him so bad,
Sometimes you cry out his name
when you're asleep,
The side of the bed is wearing unevenly,
Sometimes you feel his presence,
You know you'll survive this,
but, sometimes you just wish that he'll always be there,
to hold your hands,
when you're scared to face the world alone.
It's been a year,
and I'm still mesmerize when I look at you,
how you've move forward,
how you've move on,
so courageously,
so fearlessly,
so swiftly.
I know you're still learning how
to let go,
I can see it in your eyes.
Hang in there, dear heart.