You are a few fond memories,
Some words in my heart.
You are the smile when you want to be,
A hundred tears in between.
You are a photograph of perfection,
On the wall just out of sight.
You are the broken beauty of a wingless butterfly,
The sorrow felt as it happens.
You are a sensual dream,
Forgotten as soon as it is over.
You are a poisoned drink,
Which I will gladly consume.
You are the horned devil,
An angel of perfect sin.
You are the bain of my heart,
The doors are open, letting you in.

It's okay, I don't mind
You talk your shit, watch behind
You because you're starting it,
With the wrong chick. She can
Hold her ground, she survives,
She outwits the other dumb
Sluts who fight for fun,
Who fuck for fun, but run
When they can't win, but there
Isn't a fight to lose, cause
I choose to let it go. Bitch,
It's not worth it, cause
I don't mind what you say behind
My back, to my face. Bitch,
I'll apologize, when you should be
Sorry.

Where is he,
My knight in shining armor
On a white stallion
Here to save me?
My knight in shining armor
On a white stallion
Here to see me?
My knight in blue jeans
On a white stallion
Here to see me?
My knight in blue jeans
In a white mustang
Here to see me?
My knight in blue jeans
In a white T-shirt
Here to see me?
My knight
Here
To
See me?

I may seem naive to you, but i see right through you.
You can read me, like a book.
Only, I've only showed you the back, the overview.
It's not really me, it's what i want you to see me as.
I've seen your previews, saw the film and read the book.
I'm not naive, i just go along with it.
I'm playing this game, and i'm playing it smart.

Can i just say, my feelings for you have grown up, evolved, adapted. You can't hurt me anymore. You can't fuck me up again.

The obsession hasn't kicked in.
The lust, the love, isn't as strong.
The craving is dimming.
The feeling isn't the same.
The want, it's always there.
The need, though, it's not.
I will never turn you away.
You will always be welcome.
When there's men and women between visits.
Sex and alcohol and our own lives between visits.
Boyfriends, wives, girlfriends and husbands.
I will never turn you away.
The lust, the love, it isn't gone.

I loved you at the beginning,
and i loved you after.
I love you now,
and I'll love you after.

You'll fall in and out of love, over and over.
I'll always be here, for every heartache, heartbreak.
I'll be there for your wedding,
and your divorce.

I'll be there for his murder
and i won't miss the funeral.
I'll be with you in prison,
and I'll be right beside you in hell,

laughing my ass off at our lives.

I like you, but where have I gone? Who am I, even? I'm affectionate, I like saying things to make you smile. I'm do it again, again!. I'm I got shit to do, but let's hang out. I'm if I feel like staying, then fuck it, i will, cause I do. I'm tell me you love me. I'm talk to me like you trust me. I need you to tell me how you feel about things, because that's what is important. I need you to listen like you care, like you really care. Do you? I do.

I miss
taking it
slow.
Where you get all exited when you first
hold hands.
where it's totally fun
to tickle each other because it's touching.
Where it's all
awkward
and each touch makes you
think
to yourself and focus
on him
and his touch.
Because he's yours, maybe.
Yes!
He is, because you just kissed.
And your heart is pounding.
And your knees are shaking.
I miss
the emotions
that
come all
mixed
up.
Because he's yours, maybe.
Yes!
He is, because you just kissed.
And your heart is shaking.
And your knees are pounding.

once upon a time, there was a lioness. she was courageous and beautiful beyond normal standards, until she met the king of the jungle.
he turned her into a house cat, brought her courage down, and compared to the king of the jungle, she was as pretty as a white-washed wall. she fell in love, because how could she not? he was beautiful beyond any standards, strong, courageous and all around outstanding. she loved the king of her jungle, and he, being king, loved the jungle. he could not love any one thing out of his jungle, more than any others, but he treated her with respect. this lioness loved the king of the jungle, like she always would, and she remained, without his love, the house cat.

He says follow your heart.
That only brings me back in circles,
To the pain that it always causes me,
with him.

I say follow my head,
but that only brings me, nowhere.
To safety and loneliness,
without him.

I think i'll feel better,
once i start talking.
But who am i talking to.
and why do i love you.
why you?

I'm out of their reach,
Yeah, they can't have me.
You are out of mine,
all i've ever wanted,
is you.

I'm not brave enough,
to shout it to you.
I'm not strong enough,
to move on.
I'm not me enough,
to tell you i love you.

I keep hoping,
maybe it's meant to be.
To me, it's meant to be,
how can it not be,
with this feeling so strong
inside me?

You will never quite understand,
and i will never quite believe,
that maybe you and me
were never
ever
to be
you and me.

You are that one person, that brings out everything from me.
Not the two dimensional me everyone else gets,
but the me that is more than that.
All i want is to talk to you,
Open my heart to someone like i haven't.

I'm so closed up inside myself,
You're being you entices me to open,
but you're not there for me like you used to be.

and i feel myself closing, locking, breaking.

i've always loved you, always,
and when i finally found courage to tell you,
you can't listen.

i don't want to live my life, loving you
and being with someone else.

i'll always be closed, locked, broken.
until your arms are tight around me
your voice telling me it's alright.

and right there, i will unravel
everything will collapse.
and i will be okay.

So there's this boy.
There has always been this boy.
He's all i ever wanted,
And i'm just, so small compared to everything he is.
I have confidence, except around him, he melts everything i am.
He's that boy that i love, no matter who i'm with, where i am, why i'm there.
He's that boy that i can stare at, think of, and never get bored.
He's that boy i've always imagined being with.
He's that boy who sees right through me, but doesn't actually see me.
He's everything everything everything, and all i want is him to think of me.
I've always dreamed of him and me.
I hope, but hope brings you down.

I love him, always will, even when he turns me down.

i don't want to not be there for you,
but you don't need me.

when all your friends think the same,
we're not doing it for our own gain.

we don't want to see you hurt,
and she does nothing but cause pain.

don't come crying to me when she's gone,
cause quite frankly, i won't be around.