You never think-
     and you say i over think
     every single little detail.

You tell me-
     "enjoy the moment as it is"
     but what if it all burns out?

I'm scared, so scared
of losing you to the moment
because i'll be too busy being in it
to even realise you.

d.i.

[please] dont grab her hand
and flash that silly smile
when shes sad
[stop] being someone elses thoughts
late at night
when they drift off into there dreams
while i am
plagued by the thought of you
you’re [forgetting] the way you
wrapped your arms around me
and held my head against your heart
when i was drowning in my own sorrow,
breaking.
the thought
of losing my only love
was tearing me apart
you’re killing [me]
when you look at me
with a lost light in your eyes
that i used to give you
im so sorry
i couldn’t love you
the way you should have been loved
im so sorry,
my only love

You want me to write something
about this holiday
but you want to know what I think
well this is what I say
I'll never be your perfect valentine
because the truth is
I hate it
I hate this
it's just another holiday
telling you how you should be living
but I don't care
no flowers or gifts will I be giving
no tacky greeting cards
telling you that I choo-choo-choose you
it's just another reason to spend money
just another reason to sit on your own
just another day to dream about
the one you love
or the one you're without
just another reason to be a couple
just another reason to be kissed
just another reason to hold hands
just another reason to get flowers
just another reason to say I love you
just another reason to go on a date
just another reason to be in love
just another day like any other...

dancing with the wind
hiding in the grass
you can easily tell what's good and what's wonderful
beyond all kinds
obviously more beautiful

looking sweet and slender
but poisonous like a viper

your scent deep down in my lungs
took my breath very fast
without even noticing
and now I'm lost and drowning

you got me defenseless
feeling so enamored

tell me, how do you do this?
tell me, why do you do this?
tell me, why do you have to be like this?

like lily of the valley.

Just who am I as a person
well let's see
I'm random and awkward
and more than slightly crazy
I have messy hair
and I'm kind of sarcastic
I don't know if life is real
or if I am fantastic
I'm a massive ******
believe me I'm not joking
the dark still scares me
and I'm little bit heartbroken
I can be rude
because I'm hardly polite
things like birds and moths they scare me
but only when they take flight
I have a strange sense of humor
and I love the idea of magic
but I know it can't exist in this world
which I guess is kind of tragic
I write about
what I care about
so why am I writing about myself
I'll let you know when I figure it out
unless I forget...