He just posted "I can't forget her". Seeing this as it sounds like the person he is thinking about has been on his mind a little longer it's certainly not me. Thanks for fucking my heart, mindless idiot.
It all seemed to be working great
untill that that really stupid day
that I cannot remember
but it was in December!
I had a slumber with my friends
we baked, had fun, and talked the trends
untill you came across the screen
I wondered where you might have been.
I texted you, you texted back
you weren't in a nice mood
you told me different things and then
it ended being good.
You thought I want a relationship
something deep and meaningful
I told you that it wasn't so
... yet now our talks are dull!
I told you that I didn't want
things going down like this
and now it's all gone down the drain
your presence is what I miss.
Of course I like you, love you, too
but is that really bad?
There's nothing about it I can do
you're just to cool to forget.
And then, this afternoon you had me
shocked and I still wet
the tissues and the paper towles
because of what I read.
"I can't stop thinking about her"
those were your lines, oh dear.
It can't be me you're talking about
my heart is full of fear.
Maybe love is stupid?
Maybe it is bad?
Maybe it is not for me?
Maybe someday I'll believe that?
Oh boy, what have you done to me?
You're messing with my heart
I cannot tell you the whole truth
or we'll be further apart!
No matter what I try to do
I always will remember
those stupid days, the things you said
in stupid month December!
People say I am different. And they call me weird or crazy. And recently I have realized that those words are the biggest compliments someone could ever make me.
I never wanted to be "one of them". From the day I was born I've never liked people that tried everything to fit in. I just don't think that we're on this earth so we can all be the same. We're on this planet to be who we want to be ... and I don't think we want others to be like us, because that would be quite scary and terrifying. We want to be ourselves - and me, for my part, I don't want anyone to be like me. I don't ask anyone to like or love me ... but I want people to understand that as long as I am fine with myself that's all that matters. And I AM fine with myself. Perfectly fine. Not in the selfish and self-centred way, but in a way that is healthy. Self-confidence is the word.
I love being in the forrest, listening to dreamy music. I love lying or sitting on my bed, making up my own fantasy stories in my head yet never write them down. I am a fantasy person, I love imagination and I love everyone that has fantasy and imagination. We deserve breaks, we deserve being who we are and being accepted for who we are - we're not on this planet so noone will notice us. We're here so people will see us and think "hey, she's different, that's interesting". Accept others the way they are and stop judging, making stupid jokes or calling people names. We wouldn't be the way we are if we didn't want ourselves that way! So shut the fuck up and be happy with your life where everything is the way you want it to be ... but come back to the real world when you've grown up!
Oh ... how I wish you knew! x
You're the sweetest boy I've ever met
can't tell you how I feel just yet
people say it's obvious you like me
I see that, too, but I never agree.
We talk every day
have done that three weeks straight
I enjoy it so much
but you always come on so late.
I love you to pieces
I enjoy when you're there
I wish I could meet you
yet you never come here.
I don't judge you for nothing
but I want you to know
that I know that you like me
and please don't put on a show.
Everyone says so
everyone can see
that I really like you
and that you like me.
Please know that I love you
please know that I do
please know that I'm serious
please know that it's true.
You are someone special
you are in my heart
you are everything I've wanted
and we're so far apart!
And on this special night
they call it "the eve"
I wish you would say
in what I believe.
All the love in my heart
all the love that is true
now what I meant to say
All I want for Christmas is you!
This is my latest poem about me and my sister. Just read it ... should explain some stuff.
I used to have a sister
she used to be my friend
we hung out and we had fun
it all came to an end
She's older now and so am I
she doesn't seem to care
I have been through the hardest times
but she was never there
I'm devestated, really pissed
I can't believe she'd hurt
our father, the man that gave
life and love to her
I told her all about the fact
that I miss her to pieces
she just deleted me out of her life
a fact I can't make peace with
So many times I thought about
telling her how I feel
I had ideas, still never can
seem to make it real
When someone asks about my fam
I still count her in
but I am positive
that disrespect soon will win
We share a Dad, a lovely man
a person I adore
a man she once respected
with all her heart before
I don't see her point
and guess I never will
she makes me sad and I hope she knows
I kind of love her - still
Don't know how long it's gonna last
soon she will be in the past
and I will have to forget
the sister I once had!
