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Do you ever Think of me When time is right Or there's a sight to see. Do you ever Wonder about I If I like cherries Or why I hate pie. Do you ever Dream of me How you believe We should be.
I was thinking back to the first time I really started to love him, and I've manage to trace my feelings for him back to when we were six or seven years old.
Flights booked. Heart soars. Hotels confirmed. Smile grows. Lingerie bought. Pill taken. Calendars synced. Excitement starts. Fancy clothes ready. Heart crushed. A real date planned. Tears running.
So here's an end to dreams An end to sighs uncounted An end to minutes held in trust And end to a heart of gold -behold its rust... I say 'the end' because I must.
The moment when I breathe your scent in the air, I think, "Who am I to open a heart, to make it care?" My thoughts seem to fly...
Oh take me home, I'm lost inside my head, Wishes that I promised I had locked away and said "oh no, I've taken everything that ever was apart" To ease with graceful step into your heart.
The problem wasn't finding you, The trouble is forgetting you. Problem isn't your absence, Trouble is I wait for you. The problem isn't a problem, The trouble is, it hurts.
She's so popular, how would I ever get to know a girl like her. We talk, and it's amazing. She's mesmerizing. She's great. Sarcasm is such a necessary tone involved in our conversations.
What if I cried Would I be able to stop What if I fell Would I be able to get back up What if I said hello Would I ever say good bye Chorus: Hear me Hear my voice It has so many wonders Just for...
#emotions 20-8-12 Just a quick entry, said I'd write it all down so I will. Hand hurts, but it's not too bad, bandaged it up. Look like the mummy...
I'm a hopeless pathetic mess, And I don't know what to do. You're never not on my mind, I'm always thinking of you. I wish I never loved you, I wish I could be set free.
I looked out the window today. It seemed like a normal day, but it wasn't. That feeling of pain, regret, suffering, sadness, has gone. Completely gone. I am so happy. We're finally together.
I'm barely breathing I'm falling apart I'm still holding With a broken heart. Your names echoes Through the early hours The pain has meaning Insomnia overpowers.
Those lips. That smile. A dream that dips. Me in love for a while,. Those eyes. That glint. A life of sighs. Should give me a hint,. So when I cry. Those silent internal years. Just pass on by.
I have a since of pride and growing motivation, From which feelings coincide of this beautiful sensation. I can't breath but I don't care There's this feeling in the air. My inner chest in now a drum.
'Bollocks.' Not normally the first words I would use to greet my friend Lloyd, but that's what came out.
Two lovers in the night, Waiting for the sun to rise, In a different skies. They laid beneath the stars and the moon, Their unshed tears illuminating sadness and longing.
My name is Kim And I think I Have a problem In addicted to your Loving and I don't know how To quit you.
Something about the way she moves. She glides. She grooves. Floating her way. Through the day. No classic beauty. As such. But a cutey. And when it was my turn. No words. They were for the birds.
I spent all night thinking on this I feel like ignorance is bliss My love for you is unconditional Even though our friendships been dismissed I know we been threw so much I feel like dieing...
I remember there was mist... Swirling mist upon a vast glassy lake There were candles all around, and on the lake there was a boat And in the boat there was a man Who was that shape in the shadows.
You say you want me to start over... But how can I start over without you.... Didn't realize how much you meant did you. How much you mean. You expect me to just wipe my slate clean.
It was a shock to me, Something unexpected Out of the blue, You showed yourself to me & throw me off balance, I never thought of this especially so soon.
Millie - 16th August She starred at her reflection in the mirror. She'd never quite be the pretty girl that men desired.