28.6.08

To you,

Who left me.
What I wish I could tell you,
how much I wish I could be as close to you
as I used to be.
What I've done in the past year,
what I've been through,
you have no idea.
I've never been through so much pain in my life.
I've never thought I would actually regret something,
but then I never actually thought this would happen.
It's not your fault.
It never was your fault.
I love you still,
but please,
excuse me if we're never the same.
I ain't your little girl anymore,
and after all that's happened,
there's no going back.

14.6.08

If You Don't

If you don't find her beautiful,
you need to get your eyes checked.
If you don't find her willing,
your perception's a little off.
If you don't find her brilliant,
I would love to see your scores.
If you don't find her worth it,
I'd love to hear of your whores.
If you don't find her kind,
your hearts a little too frozen.
If you don't find her yours,
you must have mischozen.

So I've Discovered;

I'm not nearly as afraid of spiders as I thought I was.

Though, I'm still convinced that they will probably kill me, 
I no longer go into panic attack mode and stare blankly at a wall for
half an hour or so just because I, say,
find one of them crawling on my neck. Charming, I know.
I've also discovered that being fifteen and a hopeless romantic will
not only get you nowhere in life, but while 
you're going nowhere you probably won't be very happy doing it.
And that also, seemingly the happiest people in the world are some of the
most selfish, because in some way that I cannot seem to comprehend,
making your own happiness a larger priority than other's,
actually makes some people happy.
I guess I'm forever destined to be the unhappy hopeless romantic
who will someday be killed by a spider bite.

12.6.08

When

You can see the moon in the day,
and the stars at twilight.
When the world's become so quiet you can hear the sun.
When your imagination can run as free
as the little buggies in the grass,
that's when paradise starts looking
less like the ocean,
and more like home.