I find the word stalker very offensive
i like to call it planned coincidences of
bumping into each other or going the same way

I always have this fear that one day
you are going to discover that i'm
not as great as you once thought i was

And this is my life
getting dumped with no warning
or liking people who don't like me back
or who don't like me enough
or not as much as they like someone else

People tell me im beautiful, but I never think its true, the only way I'll believe it, is if I hear it come from you

LOVE: When you can never give up on them.

Let my heart float away to a place where dreams are found.

Stupid butterflies in my tummy.
Stupid wishes on dandelions.
Stupid hearts on every paper.
Stupid you.
STUPID LOVE

& now I'm afraid to *hug* you because I know if I touch you I'll never be able to let go.

& still she can't forget the nightmares.

& when things are perfect......That's when you need to worry most