i'm not like the other girls, and i think
that's where you made your first mistake

he makes her laugh.
her laugh makes him smile.
his smile makes her world go round.
she is his world.

but you can reason with yourself all day,
and still have butterflies in your stomach.

"And that was it.
All this buildup to a great leap,
and I didn't fall or fly
Instead I found myself back on the edge of the cliff,
blinking, wondering if I'd ever jumped at all.
It's not supposed to be like this."

And although I feel like dying, I know there’s always beauty in the breaking…

The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no further

i once knew a girl in the years of my youth
with eyes like the summer; all the beauty and truth.
In the morning i fled, left a note and it read
"someday you will be loved." I cannot pretend that i felt any regret
cause each broken heart will eventually mend as
the blood runs red down the needle and thread.
someday you will be loved.

here's to wishing you the bluest sky,
and hoping something better comes tomorrow.

there she stumbles, falling to her knees.
I think she was tripped by reality.
but he would walk a million miles
just to give her what she needs.

she’d be lying if she didn’t miss the
jerk that shattered her world,
but she’ll never admit it.

I think I'll go anti-love
I Mean...Who Needs It...
butterflies in the tummy
&&& hearts skipping beats
That cant be safe.

I'm scared.
I'm scared that I'm not going to be okay.
That maybe it's not going to work out in the end.
Maybe that's giving up hope but maybe it's thinking logically.
I've had too much time alone to think about this.

I think everybody needs a place
to go when things become too much.
A place where the world is the way
you want it to be and if you had a choice,
it's how you would've created it.

I know how it feels
to be on the edge of your bed
your head buried in your hands
tears running down your face
wishing everything would just end

It starts all over again when you least expect it.
The butterflies, the planning things out,
the innocent glances.

Take off your headphones
and stop day dreaming of a brighter day;
This is reality, not another one of your dreams.
The life you once wanted was a lie.
You were lying to yourself; open your eyes.
Don't waste another breath,
nothing is ever how we dream it.

"No questions tonight," he said quietly,
"I don't have the answers yet."

If she follows her heart she'll be in his arms in an instant,
if she follows her mind she'll be wise enough to stay away
because she knows that he'll only break her heart again anyway.