You wouldn't be my prom date because you’re “actually straight” and everything with me was “just a phase”, yet you made out with me on the dance floor in front of everyone and whispered in my ear “I wish I’d gone to prom with you”. And then we spent the whole night together, but only because you were drunk.
It’s funny how things work out for the gay girls in high school… I can still be your best friend though. I mean, it’s better than nothing.

I tend to go through life
totally confused
friends want to hang out with me
but I always find an excuse

I started blocking out the world
when society banished me
because what I am is not
what they expect of me

I never know what's going on
because at least then I'm not missing out
on everything I could have in the world
as long as I go without

I refuse to change the way I feel
for a standard set by society
you'll never understand my struggle
so please just let me be

Things you've said to me recently that have made me cry:

- I love it when you make me laugh
- My friend thinks you’re really cute
- I’m so glad we can still be friends
- There’s a really cute ******* my rugby team
- If I don’t get laid this weekend I’m going to die
- Good night, sweet dreams

How did we get to this point?

You make me nervous
It used to be a good type of nerves
but I'm not sure anymore
I feel like I don't know what to do with myself
When I'm around you
And even when I'm not
You always joke about my hands shaking
And I tell you they're always that way
But that's a lie
It's because of you

I keep track of how many times I text you first
and tell myself it's your turn this time
Wondering if you sit, hoping  I'll text you
or if you don't really care at all
Because I do

We never have classes together
because I take AP and you take applied
That never bothered me before because I think you're brilliant
But I'm starting to wish we did
Because the way my friends talk about you
doesn't line up with the way you are around me

According to them you're high everyday
You don't try in class
And frankly you're  kind of rude

But according to me you just have some problems
You always try your best
And you're a beautiful person

So I'd really like to know
Which one is the real you
Because I can't keep invested my time in a fantasy
I need to see the real girl
Not the one I wish you could be

White lines stretched to the ether,
fading away, weaving together.
Wandering alone through the days,
a lonely drop causes no waves.

There’s a cute girl in my house,
but I’m all the way up here in my bed and she’s on the futon,
asleep in my basement.
But most importantly, she’s my friend and I’m very very tired.
All I want to do is sleep.

Am I breaking up, or do you hear what I'm trying to say?
The way I'll feel tomorrow, won't be how I felt yesterday
The emotions that I'm feeling, can't seem to fit my mouth
The words inside my head are not, those I'm screaming out
No matter how much I laugh, or fake those countless smiles
I still wish we weren't separated, by all those many miles

Time will change and rearrange, and we may not feel the same
Emotions between us may become strange, but we'll still have the summer
But the laughs and the tears and everything in between, will all have been worth it
When we can look back on that summer, in a ray of light

But summer is gone and so are you
So it's time to move on and for you, to take flight

Let go.