I was running before you. Breaking speeds I never knew I had and then you caught up to me. You held my hand and before I knew it... we were running. Making hurdles and clearing fences we never even bothered mending. Hand in hand we were unstoppable, invincible until you tripped and, as luck it would have it, took me down with you. So now I'm ( Read more... )

this is a battle of head vs. heart and I'm finally giving in to my pulse.

I need to find a boy who is smart and funny and sweet and easy to talk to and thinks I'm fantastic and different in the best ways and most of all...isn't you.

you left on a saturday
so I cried all through sunday
and forgot my birthday monday
I went to the hospital tuesday
and failed to take my mind off you wednesday
500 people came to pay their respects thursday
then we said our final goodbyes friday
and everyone is willing to talk about it
but no one really wants to
so you were gone by saturday.

I don't think I'll ever understand what it was about me that you wanted so badly to befriend or why when everyone else seemed to think I was worthless you believed I was priceless. I'll never forgive myself for not thanking you a million times for every simple compliment and every selfless gesture you threw my way. thank you for holding my hand ( Read more... )

is for where I am to feel like it's where I'm supposed to be ( Read more... )

I watched a movie the other night about a man who'd died. Well, it wasn't about him but more about those he left behind. I love movies like this, ones that make you feel sad for people and think of how awful they must feel. It's a sick obsession with grief. However, now I've been there I don't have to imagine how awful they must feel because i ( Read more... )

all the smoke in the world wouldn't cover up the lie
that you're a small reminder of the girl who left him behind.

In a field full of flowers ( Read more... )

If you sit in silence for long enough ( Read more... )