7.16.2011

cookies and balloons.
I was at my house, with my mother when you said it. I had done nothing, but anticipated your arrival. I had done nothing, but make gifts for you for the past hour. there was just no rhyme or reason. my mind was completely focused on you; that is why it hurts. it's a new day, good morning sunshine; i'll just tuck yesterday away. i have nothing to actually complain about.

7.08.2011

that kind of girl that makes the sun wish that it could shine.
that kind of girl that makes a man much better then he was before.
she's that kind of girl.


that kind of girl that lets music do her talking.
she dances while she's walking next to me.

The story we've been writing means everything to me. We could fight every day and I would love you just the same. You could not love me and I would love you just the same. I would love you just the same. I miss everything about you the moment you leave. The awkward way you walk, the way you brush your teeth, the way you never brush your hair unless I do it, the way you sing, the way you don't care what anyone thinks, the way you say my name, the way you look at me, the way you breathe, the way you carry yourself. I adore it all. I could not imagine having a different best friend. You are so perfect for me.

Stay with me, until I fall asleep.