"In a sea of people,
my eyes will always search for you."

Be unstoppable.
Be so good they can't ignore you.
Be a woman on fire with passion that glows in your eye.
Work hard and don't give up.
Be kind and exquisite.
Be anything but, ordinary.
Be goal oriented and know what you want.
Don't let any man validate your existence.
You are beautiful so, feel beautiful.
Don't let anyone get into your head.
You are you.
And no one can ever replace you.
So stay you but, always make time for personal growth.
Cause that's how you grow.

You're walking with her,
and it kills me.
You're always with her,
and it kills me.
But, how am I suppose to tell you,
how I truly feel deep inside,
when it's you that I want, but can't have.
Sometime's I feel invisible.
But I guess,
I can learn to love you and not have you.
I can learn to not miss you, when I do.
I can learn to be happy for both of you and wish the best for you,
even though deep down it kills me.

"I really like having you around. "


There, I said it.

I remembered the first time you walk me to my car,
I remember the first time you walk with me endlessly around,
I like having you near me,
Around me,
Beside me,
So close that I find it hard to breathe,
So close that I feel your warmth,
And everyday of my moments,
I would go back to that same day,
where we took our first walk,
wishing that If I could turn back time oneday, someday.
I'll definitely would like to relive that moment ever again.
It's probably nothing to you but it was magical for me.

I find it wonderful,
that everyday,
you get to make a better tomorrow
from the yesterday's we make.
So look forward,
we heads held up high.
Because make tomorrow a great one.
Amen!!

Are you blind that you don't see what's in front of you?
Look carefully.
Don't you see that beautiful person right next to you?
Maybe, she's not pretty enough.
Maybe, she's got some pimple over her face.
Maybe, she doesn't have a great body.
Maybe, she's  not even hot.
Maybe, she does'nt go party.
Maybe, she love's being alone sometimes.
Maybe, she's hard to figure out.
Maybe, she loves laughing too hard.
But is that what truly counts in a girl?
Because beauty facades.
Skills fade.
Youth turns old.
Wild party cats last fooorever.
So, ponder.

Think. Because the choices are in your hands. Decide.
Because one day, that person right next to you, you call friend. Might be gone and it's too late.
She might also be the best of you.

You pretend I'm not there,
You pretend like you don't care,

You only run to me when you need me,
But I'm always, always there,

I thought you were mine to keep,
But there you go shredding me into pieces,
over and over again.

So here's to goodbye,
Here's to the memories we build,
Here's to where I draw the line.

So don't come running after me when it's a little to late,
Cause It was your lost, not mine.
I was there, always have been, always was.

But, now I'm not to sure anymore.
Because I'm tired of it all.
I want to be chosen, captivated by heart.
Not just needed and thrown aside.

So cheers,
Here's to goodbye.

"Do we except the love we deserve ?"

I'm staring at you,
behind your back,

My hands touching yours,
trembling,
quivering,
as it glides across yours,
when we're carrying the speakers from my car,

I look across the hall,
and there you are,
making me want you more and more.

I've never met a guy like you before.
You're everything I wanted
but, you shoot for the stars,
never looking back.

And there I was left aside , left staring, left caring.
Without a clue in the world, that maybe you've overlooked me.
I'm the girl you'll look at once
but, never twice.

Life is so delicate,
Delicate to such as a flower,
Endowing it's beauty to others,
that they may understand the truth,
that there is no such thing as a dull life,
but truly, colorfully made as
delicate as can be for you and me.

One day,
you will learn
how to give and receive love
like an open window
and it will feel like
summer everyday.

Time Flies,
Time wait for no man,
Time heals all wounds,
All any of us wants is more time,
Time to stand up,
Time to grow up,
Time to let go.
Time.