We could do it you know

We could run away together and leave all of it behind

All the second thoughts all the outside opinions would vanish

We could just be together

We could spend everyday doing things that make us happy

There would be no expectations no moral obligations

Just us and what we want to do

We really could do it you know

But the question is...
Would you want to?

I can't help you if you don't want to help yourself.
                                                              
No matter how many times I wipe your tears away
Or tell you how beautiful you are.
                                                                
You have to want to hear it and stop crying.

No matter how much I try make you smile
Or hug you close.

You have to want to smile and embrace me back.

No matter how much I wish I could save you.

The only person that can do that is you...

Now my clothes are stained with the memory's of the boys that took them off.

The ones that never bothered to learn my middle name.

And I never found out their favourite colour...

All I think about is you.

And all you think about is yourself.

I'm not that girl who always fits in,
the girl who always seems to belong.

I'm not that girl who people look up too,
the girl that everyone loves.                

I'm not that girl who is pretty,
the girl who got all the luck.

I'm not that girl who boys want to date,
The girl with so much charm.

I'm not that girl and I never will be...

He told me he is giving her roses.

The boy, who yesterday I finally admitted I love.

The boy, who the day before that , kissed me.

The boy, who a week before that told me I was his forever, and I said the same.

The boy, who has my heart.

Is giving her roses...

I feel a part of me slowly dying every moment we are apart.

I can't live without you.

This feeling can't even be classified as heart break. Because my entire body is falling apart.

I can't do this...

It's okay.

We can be broken together, broken pieces don't cut each other.

They just...

*Fit

Today I told someone I loved them, and I ment it more than I could ever describe in words.

But there was a niggling thought in the back of my head.

"It's too soon," it whispered.

"You should have waited. It's too soon."

People will judge me. They will think I'm foolish.

But who is anyone else to tell me about how I love someone?

And since when does falling in love have a set rules?

Why should I let society decide that my love isn't real, because they don't belive someone can feel this strongly for somone so soon?

It took me eight months to say it to my X.

And I can honestly say that feeling was like a drop in the ocean, compared to how I feel now.

So yes you can say it's too soon.

Frankly I don't give a ****.

Wow, this boy really ****** me up.

Because the fact is, I was never good enough to be your first choice.

I can't wait for the day that I find someone where I don't have to question if they want me around.

Because all this not knowing is killing my soul.

What if when you aren't here I can't sleep?

And what if I cry?

What if I told you that you are my smile?

And I hope you never lie.

What if you knew that I think about the end constantly?

And if Ill lose my best friend ?

What if I told you how happy you make me?

What would you do then ?

What if we last forever ?

Then again...

What if you leave with my heart in your hand?

When I hear someone say to someone
"You are what I live for" I don't find it cute. That's a lot of pressure to put on someone and how can your life be consumed by a single person.
Do you know what I live for...
Sunrises.
Ocean water running over my feet.
Laughter.
The morning dew.
The light in someone's eyes when you complement them.                                  
Hugs.
Sunsets.
I could go on forever and to be honest you're on my list.
But you don't need you to carry the burden of keeping me alive.
I live because I think life is beautiful and you are just one small fraction of its many wonders.

Why doesn't anyone love me?

Did I do something wrong ?

Is it be because I'm ugly?

Do I not say what I'm suppose to?

Is it because I can't go out ?

Or is it the way I dress?

I know my hair is a mess is that it ?

Just tell me what it is and I'll change it!
I can do better I promise!
Just tell me what I need to do please!

Please...
               I can change...
                                          *I promise...

Mean... I hear this term a lot and I must say I'm getting pretty sick and tired of being told I'm mean.

So what if I'm sarcastic its a joke its never malicious

Yes I pull your leg sometimes but do you realize you do the same to me

What about the time I listened to you and your problems. Without mentioning anything about myself for hours

What about the time I dropped everything to help you. I didn't care about me or my plans you needed me and I was there.

But you have conveniently forgotten all of that.

Must be nice to have such a selective memory, I would love to have one but sadly I remember everything

I remember the time you were to busy to help me.

I remember how your problems are always greater than mine and that you can't listen to me for more than five minutes

Or the time you called me mean...
  
But its fine I don't mind being the bad guy because I know who I am and I won't change for anything

Because honestly dear your opinion is worthless to me now

And now you have full permission to call me mean

Because I'm defiantly not going to waist my time being nice to you ever again.

When I close my eyes all I see is you...

As I lie in bed I imagine you there with me, holding me while you slowly tickle my back with your heart beat and our shallow breaths the only sound I can hear.

I feel warm...safe
        
I just wish it wasn't a fantasy and you were really here with me ♡

I had pretty much given up on humainty, but then I met someone who leaves his lights on so his fish can see where its swimming, and decided it's small moments like this that remind me there is still some hope left in this world.

I could look into your eyes for an eternity
    
Your deep blue eyes are the best part of my day

Those eyes make me believe that life is worth living

And that everything will be ok as long as they are directed at me

So please don't look at another, because I desperately want those eyes
To be set on mine...forever

Today I told someone I hated my self...they laughed and said

"Your joking right, how could Jamie hate herself?"

And I had to bite my tongue because there was just so many answers that I could have given her

So many things I could point out to her but no one wants hear that so I laughed and walked away

Because she didn't really care no one does they just ask out of curtsy nothing else

They do not need my imperfections pointed out to them they can see them clearly when they look at me

So I smiled because that's what your suppose to do...

Right?