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In the beginning everything was normal. From the flocks of birds to the line etched divots along my bright white window pane. With which i traced my finger tips down, gently sweeping in between the painted creases. In the mornings, except on the days it rained, I would hear them. The gentle pitter patter of their beaks against the glass. Producing a slow determined ping, as if they were begging entrance. Id pitter back, communicating with them. With the use of my forefingers nail. Id tap the glass, without looking, laying face down on my twin sized bed. It lived beside the wall the end just under my dear window.  This particular window was dr

For ages and ages I wait in the ground, For the one whom I dream, For the one whom i'm bound, I silently scream, Take me, take me from here, Only to listen to my echoing calls, And not the voice of my dear, My echoing sputters turn to long drawls, Barely audible as i drift along, Frightened and shaken i sit timidly, Only to come upon a song, In my silence i realize shakily, My dream was not a dream, But a reality.

when your lonely everything around you seems better everything but you the smiles you fake the way you feel inside happiness seems impossible depression keeps you up at night he said he loves you then why is he leaving your not worth it you spent all this time loving him but your not worth it because of the way you are your different in more good ways than bad no sense in holding on but everyone knows you will take it to heart your just a girl he met 6 months ago why would it matter but everything matters to you your different your unlike the rest you care too much so when you hand your heart over it will usually

hold on dear love just for a minute let me see you hold you kiss you and then forget you

drawings and pictures, small obstacles and heartbreak, in love, falling out of love, dreams of death, the heart does not corrupt. the sound shattering on the floor, try to pick up the pieces, try and you cant, they keep slipping. that hole, the one you knew so much, now its coming back,i guess this is all I'll ever know. hand me a new life, one filled with you, and all i ever wanted, filled with people i can talk and talk to, without ever feeling regret, without feeling lost. i guess this is how it will always pan out, he was right again, one more time and i might fall so deep, into that place, where i shut down, completely. ill see you,

one As i see him holding her. His face buried in the tangles of her hair on her neck. Slowly kissing the bare skin that showed. Hands moving down and up her back. The looks you give her. i wish were mine. The way your eyes linger around her. Like there were some magical aura surrounding her. Your eyes linger to her face. Wish that face was mine. Hope stopped after i saw you with her. Holding her. This whole time and im still not the one. I guess it was only bound to be true. That my one had found another one. Feelings never stay the same. Do they. But i dont hate her or you. Everyone has been loved and not loved back