Perfect

I never guessed you would say it. I never knew you could love me. I always thought you were forever over me. Forever gone, lost, forgotten. But, you' re here, I'm here, we're here. Together. Saying these words I thought were forbidden. I'm smiling. You're expressing. I'm loving. You're remembering. Remembering me. Remembering us. Recalling my smile, my laugh, my love, and my care. I asked you for something I thought I knew I would never hear. You replied immediately said it. I cried. I was stunned. I was happy. Truly happy. Now that I know you feel this way. That we are at least a tinny tiny bit possible. You are mine. Mine to love. And I will forever hold you close. Forever remember my first love. You only get one TRUE love. I hope this is it. Because you're perfect.

You and Them

If you love someone more than yourself, should you let them go if they don't love you back? But, If you let them go....there gone. That amazing feeling you get when you are with them. Like falling, like flying, like living, like dieing. It's all gone. they love someone else though. So, what to do? Do I let them go? Forget them. Forget how much love you gave them. Forget how amazingly perfect they make you feel. You have never felt this much love before. If hurts to remember the day you hurt them. The day you wanted to end it all. The day you screwed up your life. WHY DID YOU DO THAT? WHAT IN THE RIGHT MIND MADE YOU FEEL, THINK, DO THAT? You need to let go of them though. You know you do. But, you can't. You probably never ever will. What is the use caring anymore? What is the use loving anymore? What is the use being there anymore? If all it does is hurt....then why? Because, you made a promise to always be there.   You don't break promises do you? No more of that; you have lied too much already. You're done being a liar. You're done being a whore. You're done being a failure. That's probably why they won't come back. Why they dispise you somewhere on the inside. Why they left in the first place. So, goodbye love. Goodbye hope. Goodbye them. Goodbye you....

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................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................i love you

What I wish I could say.

I wish I could say "Why won't you give him a chance?"
No, that's a rhetorical question.
I know why you don't like him.
The way he dresses...the way he seems to be.
Didn't we learn not to judge a book by it's cover in like elementary school?
What it seems isn't always it is.
Do you realize this?
If I said I didn't like this new person at school because he looked weird you would tell me not to judge a book by its cover.
You're being contradicting your own self by saying that!
I don't get what you want me to say?
"Oh, ok I will obey every whim you desire parental control."
No, don't even think that will happen.
I wish you would understand he is important to me.
Although, if you understood pigs would fly.
That's when I think you will understand me.

A break up is....difficult.
Love is difficult.
Is there even a definition for love?
A REAL definition?
Dictionary.com says this:
1.

a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.

2.

a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.

3.

sexual passion or desire.

4.

a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.

5.

(used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): Would you like to see a movie, love?

Now that is a ......good definition.

But, have you realized how difficult it is to describe it......love?

Especially in the moment.

You usually spat out something about a tingly sensation.

Sometimes, it's an adrenaline rush.

Maybe it's a want or an unsatisfying desire that causes you not to eat for days and cry every night for no reason.

No matter what you feel it is or an be it can suck.....and be perfect.

But, is it worth the risk to be hurt beyond repair?

Is it worth the risk you might screw up someones life or have your life ripped in half?

In my opinion.....yes.

It's worth every second.

It's worth every tear and every whimper.

It's worth every broken heart and broken soul.

Because, in the end we are stronger than ever.

In the end, when you think you can't get any lower, you are slowly rising.

Once you get to the top you're higher than before and the next time you're even higher than that.

Then, when you find the person you will be with forever you know what not to do.

You know how to deal with difficult situations.

You know how to feel and think in their perspective and you know how to love.

This may take three, four, heck it could take SEVENTY SIX TIMES.

But, when the moment comes, and you know this is the one, you will be so strong and so proud that you won't let anything bring you down.

Then, if something does get you down, you will get back up even faster.

That's the beauty of love.

So, embrace love.

Embrace him.

Embrace her.

Embrace everyone!

Because, the more you love the stronger you will be.

The stronger you are the more you will be loved.

Thus completes the cycle.

I love you; I become strong; you love me; you become strong.

Then, together, we can be strong and proud and loved and embraced and in nirvana.

If we got everyone to love and we got everyone strong and sympathetic we could live in a world of peace.

Together we can love each other.

 

Too Many Questions (BRAIN EXPLOSION)

Where are we?
I listen to Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap.
Where are we?
It is a logical question.....right?
This should be quite easy to answer.
I am in my house, sitting in a chair, writing hastely.
Or
I am a highschool student, a musician, a lover, a fighter, a hater, a friend, an enemy, a student, and a teacher.
But that's too vague.
Can anyone answer this?
Where are we?!
I will go screaming through the streets to see if anyone knows.
Sitting here, wanting coffee, thinking WAY to deep.
Then, suddenly BAM!
I'm running through the streets screaming.
Maybe my brain will explode....
Mabye someone will come knocking on my door saying "I am Jesus. What do you want to know?"
Mabye I could type it into google and the answer will pop up.
Mabye the phone will ring and instead of saying "Hello?" I'll say "WHERE ARE WE?"
Then, some solicitor will say "Well, you're not in beautiful Hawaii! A high class, first class, fancy-shmancy plane is waiting for you!"
I will hang up and wonder "What's wrong with me?"
There's another question.
What's wrong with me?
Who knows...
Who cares...
MORE QUESTIONS.
I belive my brain has exploded, finally.
So, befor everything else explodes I'll go.
Besides, I NEED COFFEE.
If you know any answers please don't hesitate to call me at 1(800)BRAIN-EXPLOSION-BECAUSE-I-NEED-COFFEE.
Thanks for your ears....you'll need them.
I hope your brain doesn't explode.

What I Need, What I Want, What I Know, and What I Love

Please be respectful.
Don't be neglectful.
Always act casual.
Tell me I'm beautiful.

Remember,  I'm sensitive.
Know that I need to live.
Learn how to forgive.
Do you really need a motive?

Make sure you hold me tight.
Help me get through a fight.
Poems of love I will write.
About our love and our plight.

Oh, please remember never to leave.
Where ever you go I will belive.
Either day or noon or eve.
Neither of us have become naive.

I can be a tired person.
Out my window, I will backon.
On your love I will be drunken.
Our tale a mystery, not a fiction.

Late at night I may see.
The river of life go steadily.
It may be quiet, it may be noisy.
Mabye light, mabye heavy.

If, once, I fell, would you pick me up?
On a mare you would gallop.
Through a land only of suryp.
 Instead of knights, you'de send bishops.

Now, I'm ready to sleep away.
Night has arrived, no longer day.
All laws of love I now will obey.
With you now I happily lay.

The Classroom Of Colors

The red sweatshirt that clings to me is a blanket of safety that I harbor behind.
The orange bag at my feet holds all I need to matriculate but I pretend I brought nothing.
The yellow walls of this classroom are a cage that keeps the young within sanity.
The green chalkboard says the knowledge of billions of years reformed.
The blue sky outside the window is a beckon for freedom trying to reach my ears.
The violet nails that tap the desk keep the beat of the verbose lecture. 

Expression Of Love ( in song form )

Verse 1
I was profoundly lost
But, at what infinite cost
I was formerly hidden
Now my sorrows ridden

I am what you call glad
But, somehow unbarebly sad
I am sure of one thing
You are why I sing

Chorus
Prince Charming
Come and save me
Do no harming
Don't enslave me
If you are true
Keep it that way
If you feel blue
Come down my way

Verse 2
I was brutely sound
Sleeping, hoping to be found
I was scilently slain
And felt unthinkable pain

I am suddenly awaken
Imballence has now been shaken
I am irrevocably loved
Being held beats being shoved

Repeat Chorus

Bridge

The path might take awhile
But, I'm sure its worth it
Laws of love can't be defiled
The puzzle pieces will fit
And I'm sure you have your doutes
Everyone gets them sometimes
Please, do choose the right route
Fill my heart with words and rhymes

Revised Chorus

Prince charming
You have saved me
There's no harming
No enslaving
Yes, you are true
Keep it that way
You won't feel blue
Because you're here to stay

I'm Waiting For You Winter Darling

Winds are blowing
Outside it's snowing
Windows fogging
I am blogging
Fires are warming
Ice is forming
Plants are dieing
The air is drying
My boots are furry
We've got to hurry
Roads are icy
The wind is fiesty
The snow is lovely
It's been lain lushly
I walk on it softly
It looks almost ghostly
On the window it's tapping
The seasons are passing
Snow I am catching
To my lashes they're clasping
The chill like a lashing
It's bite like a slashing
The sun, it's refreshing
Although animals are resting
Soundly and innocently
I walk conteniously
Now remembering it pleasently
I think of it heavenly
I wait for it patiently
And watch it scilently
But, wait for it obediently