Words cannot express this.

I love you, there is nothing else to it.

If honey is so sweet, then baby be mine

"So touch me like it's the last time-
I'm stuck in a romance fairytale,
quick, kiss me to break the spell"


So let you write to show the emotions,
let him be the singer,
singer for the hallow hearts.

So let's drink for reality,
I've swallowed my pride,
and yet the only thing i can still taste in the back of my throat is your strength for everything;
but love.

So lets take 2 for the team and 1 for us



"The world;
you'll be the fishing line and let me be the bait,
but of course for only some time
-Reality check this; it hurts"


Shoot me if I'm wrong.

R.I.P Christmas

There's times like today where you really miss your family,
there's nothing i wouldn't give to have them back.

R.I.P-Momma, Dadda.

"Another year gone past,
my heart is filled with so much anger,
no, your never coming back,
the pain i feel, only you see,
memories are seeming to fade,
memories of your presence,
Christmas just isn't the same without you here
and never will be there same"

What am i to do? How can i keep loving something that just seems to fade more and more each day?
x

Beleive in this

"Lets start with foreplay and then decide together how this is going to end"
and then let's get into that habit every time- we'll survive

I'll sacrifice my pride,
no oh damn
now I'm walking the line,
trusting you is an exciting disaster

Those witty eyes,
burns the hopeful minds,
together; we own at life


The essence of living...

This butterfly.. fluttering-fluttered from your view.
no baby, it's not a miracle, it's nature,

I'm no longer the caterpillar.

Dear Santa, I won't be sitting on your lap this year.

Kiss kiss under the mistletoe,
sing sing the carols...

*yawn*



I'll tear apart my Christmas pressie this year,
and he'll be able to hear the joy i get out of doing it.

You'll make it the hard way

Every touch,
a heart has been broken and you know deep down that their so much better than you,
Pride got in the way; everything you took for granted

Empty hands and cut strings,
you leave her calling it a 'one night stand'

Anger frustration you still ' think ' your the man.

Cops and Robbers

We're wasting our lives whispering about each other,
I'd rather be held up in your city lights,
with the trend only you wish for,
Those jealous eyes; you make me your idol.

"I'll be the crime at the scene,
I've got away with it again"

Catch me if you can,
we'll be hiding in the alley way,
with only cigarette butts and empty bottles left for our evidence,

too bad only one boy can find my lips