Love
What does it mean...

Some girls pick off flower petals
And chant a silly poem...

Have you seen my emotions
They ran off to random nowhere...

We've argued whether your hair was blonde
We've nearly gotten stuck in a rain-made pond...

I can't listen to the radio
Without thinking of him...

My pen hovers an inch above the page
Waiting for something-a name or date or age...

Those few short seconds in the halls
When I can finally see your face...

Why do I want to call him
And tell him I still love him...

Best-est
I love you more than chocolate...

Irreparably damaged
My broken soul can't wait...

I can feel my mask melting, and for once I don't...
This illusion's gone too far, these shattered...