firefang123

I lay here.. I can't Sleep.. I think of you.. I wish you were here.. I need you.. I need you now.. I cry.. I cry for you.. If I could only touch you.. Just for a moment.. The whole world would stop around us.. The troubles would disapear.. Then maybe.. Just maybe.. I could sleep. But I lay here, Unable to.. I need you.. My one true love..

10. i love the way your eyes shimmer when you're really happy. i've never been able to see it up close but i know what you're thinking and i'm hoping its of me. 09. i love the way we always seem to be able to read eachothers minds. we have the same likes and dislikes and thoughts thats revolve around eachother. i love the way i can be myself without worrying about losing you. 08. i love the way you make me feel good about myself without even having to speak. you say it best when you say nothing at all. 07. i love how we can smile and just know that it means we care and that it makes us happy. 06. i love being able to tell you anythi

10. until today, i didn't know how much the world scared me. i didn't know that as much as i wanted to go out and live, that it's one of the things that makes me worry about who i would become. money, sex, drugs, love - everything i know, everything i seem to have grown up with or without -  scares the fuck out of me. 09. i didn't know how blue my eyes were. a steel grey, i could capture your attention from a few miles if it was my only wish. i sound selfish, but i never knew how pretty i was. 08. i didn't know what other people thought of me. that i was nice and smart and funny and dramatic. 07. i didn't know how much f

10. i love the rain.  i love the way it feels against my cool skin and how it trickles down the creases in my palms like little creeks. i love the rain because it hides all my secrets. it seems that lately the rain is my only friend. 09. i love popping giant bubble paper. i love the sound it makes, like gunfire - like i'm dropping rocks into knee deep water. i love feeling the air escape the little pockets undearneath my caloused fingertips. 08. i love hot dogs. they are the one non-meat innappropriate looking food i will eat. 07. i love having someone to talk to. i know it sounds silly because i'm never alone in this too small of a wo

10. i dont love how you never pick up on the little hints i keep handing out in heaping piles. or maybe you are clueing in, but i'd never be able to tell. i'm too trapped inside of you to notice anything you may be giving out. maybe you know, and you're just doing this to make everything a little bit harder each day. but you should know that i mean all of those little things to the sky and back again. 09. i dont love how you play tricks on me. how you smile at me with those lips and look at me with those eyes and make me think i belong right there with those chocolate browns and pale pinks. 08. i dont love lying awake at night making pat

10. he used to actually hug me. 09. once upon a time, he spoke to me. 08. he carried around pick-up-sticks and asked people to play with him. 07. he was my friend, my almost lover, my goofball, my everything. 06. he told me i was beautiful. now he's writing my suicide notes with the pen he borrowed in the ninth grade. 05. he smiled when i walked into the room. 04. he did everything in his power just to see me be happy. 03. he texted me at seven am just so he could be the first to say good morning. 02. he maybe kinda sorta made me wish upon shooting stars that i could for once get what i wanted. 01. most importantly, he wa

10. i pull my hair out of my eyes and roll up my sleeves hoping you'll take one look at my scars and tell me they make me even more beautiful. but i can only dream that you'll actually say something outloud. 09. i sing, hoping you'll say something about how i could go far. 08. i laugh louder and harder at everything. 07. i smile. a lot. but i don't do that on purpose. i do it because you make me want to smile, because yours is as bright as the sun. 06. when i'm not smiling, i try and look sad, so maybe you'll come over and talk to me. and most of the time i am kind of sad because you're not there holding my hand. 05. when you're ar

10. i miss you hugging me and holding me tight to your body. the way you read over my shoulder and how you would pull one million hot air balloon strings just to sit next to me in class. 09. i miss the way you would smile at me. 08. i miss how when i came to class crying you would ask me whats wrong and i knew that you actually cared. the concern in your eyes took me where i knew i wanted to be. 07. the way your eyes would shine when i walked into the room. 06. i miss talking about the future us. how you were going to ask me out to dinner one day and how you never wanted to let me go. 05. the way you smelled so good you could taste