January 2012
8 posts
I want a guy...
I want a guy who I can talk to about anything. I want a guy who will gives me his sweatshirt. I want a guy who says I love you and means it. I want a guy who will kiss me in rain, sunshine, and snow. I want a guy who will knows that I say things but don’t mean it. I want a guy who will tells me his problems and let me help. I want a guy who will tell me I’m beautiful. I want a guy...
You and I
You and I.
Me and You.
Girl and Boy.
Romeo and Juliet.
Bet they never felt the way I felt.
Sonny and Cher.
I got you babe.
I know this isn’t gonna work.
It’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt.
I know I don’t want to let go.
I don’t wanna fall.
But I’m tripping in you’re hearts.
And it’s clumsy.
Cause I know I can’t love you.
...
That guy.
That guy; all of you fall for “that guy.” Who is “that guy”? He is that guy you just started to talk to randomly one day. He told you that you deserve the best. He makes you feel like your wanted for once. He is that guy that will stay up until past midnight just to talk to you. He is that guy that will call you perfect and beautiful. He will text you for hours. He will be...
That girl.
That girl that smiles all the time.
That girl that has all the friends.
That girl that always tells the jokes.
That girl that always has a great time.
The girl that is perfect.
Wait, What?
She isn’t perfect?
No.
She is dying inside.
She’s hurt and tired.
Tired of all the drama, boys, and life.
She’s tired of not ever being good enough.
But she doens’t want to...
The Classic Player
You both meet one day. Out of the blue. When you guys first meet he flirt with you. & of course, you flirt back. Because your too foolish to see the lies behind his smile. He will ask for your number. And you give it to him without even having any thought. He’ll text you for the first time. And you smile. Thinking that his into you. You have a flirty conversation and get to know each...
Love.
What is love? Love is an emotion of strong affection and personal attachment. Love is fragile, love is cruel. Love is pain, love is passion. Love is life, love is happiness. Love is everything, love is nothing. Love is emotion, love is weakness. Love is mystery, love is sensation. Love is affection, love is blind. Love is real, love is unreal. Love is sorrow, love is mistake. Love is...
Life.
Life; there is no true definition of life. Life is everything, and anything. Everyone is the author of they’re own life. Unforunatly sometimes we’re writing in pen. So we can’t erase our mistakes. Enjoy the little things in life. Sooner or later you won’t have a chance to. New York City, The Notebook, Titantic, LA, summer, candy kisses, books, men, women, life choices,...
Before you fly.
Everyone has a chance.
Whether it’s a good chance or bad.
Just take it.
Don’t regreat it.
Whether it’s sneaking out of the house.
Or sneaking around with a boy.
Falling in love or falling in hate.
Whatever happens just take the chance.
Sometimes you just gotta fall before you fly.