I want a love like my parents have.
A boy to love my qualities, the good and bad...

Pretend as if It never happened.
I wish It hadn't...

Delve into your mind,
that last frontier so neglected...

A string of words?
Yes, and what I see...

She wrote love on her left hand,
And hatred on her right...

A conversation,
gone way wrong...

Lets be green together,
so that we can...

Hold up those letters
high over your head...

I've run out of words.
Not true...

"Will you go out with me?"
In her mind, she hears those words...

Can you see past my eyes?
They're dark, to keep you out...

Add up our differences,
Divide by two...