Don't you remember
You were happy when you were younger
Things were so simple yeah
'Til the day he walked out on your mother
But now you blame yourself
Because you're by yourself
You feel like it's not gonna to change
You're crying on the floor cause you can take no more
Looking for a way to escape
And all this time saying you were fine
And everyone still to blame
Well there you are
You and your broken heart
It's written all over your face
Don't you know
Don't you know that you're beautiful?
I see you laughing
But I know inside that you're crying
Just tell me what happened and when things went wrong
We'll try to make sense of it all
Please don't blame yourself
Cause you're not by yourself
I've been right here all along
Don't have to be alone
Because you've always know
Wherever your heart is my home
And all this time
Saying you were fine
And everyone still to blame
Well there you are
You and your broken heart
It's written all over you're face
Don't you know don't you know that you're beautiful, Yeah?
Can't you see what you mean to me?
Can't you see what you mean to me?
This is my simple little Christmas List that I have compiled of things that I would love to have for Christmas/ Birthday, but nobody really asks me what I want, and so my little lists usually go unseen. And, naturally, this will go unseen by anyone who will actually buy me a Christmas gift, but I don't mind so much <3.
1.:: A simple new journal, for when I run out of pages in the one I am currently using, which will happen sometime in late January, early February, I assume. The most elegant journals, I find, are the simple ones. But I generally love whatever I get, because it was gotten for me, etc. etc.
2:: A big and snuggly stuffed animal or heavy heavy blanket to cuddle with in the middle of the night when I'm lonely, or in the morning when I'm paranoid, or in the middle of the night after a nightmare, etc. Snuggly animals provide company, heavy blankets provide security, so it's either or for me n_n. I have a heated blanket now; it keeps me plenty warm, but if I'm post nightmare, it does no good for curing the feelings.
3.:: A music box <3. (If the boyfriend got it for me, I would play it every night before I went to bed.)
4.:: Something special. Like an old necklace or shirt or something that can really be mine, not just borrowed to be returned (obviously specifically directed at my boy in this case xD)
5:: Oh! A flowing ink pen (wet ink) for my journal! Whether old or new, because my old "nice" pen ran out of ink finally, and I'm stuck using a regular old blue ballpoint, which is no fun :[
6:: A whole day with my boyfriend, like our one year. Wake up next to him, play some games, get some ice cream, make him dinner, and enjoy his company all day long. No work. No past. No problems. Maybe a movie, rented or cheap seats; something fun but that wouldn't put a hole in anyone's pocket, you know?
Anyway, that's what I really want for Christmas/ my birthday.
I spent the night with him last night, and you know what we did this morning? We woke up and played Mario Party on the Nintendo. Oh my goodness, when he suggested it, it suddenly felt like I was seven years old and it was Sunday morning cartoons. Nothing could have been better. It was all so right.