So you leave me for my best friend,
thats real classy on your part.
but are all those things you say to her,
the same lies that broke my heart?

I dare you to love her.
for being all she can be.
herself.

Its like driving in reverse with your eyes shut; you know you're efffed .
(:

I'm not crazy for loving you.
I'm crazy for thinking you could actually love me back.

My heart is like a butterfly
so gullable and fragile.
trapped in your cage of make belief,
and left in a net of denial.

-- from my poem,
My Butterfly Heart

I dare you to love her
for everything she'll never be.

Hes sweet.
Hes nice.
Always nice.
Hes funny.
Always able to make me laugh.
Hes trustworthy.
I can always rely on him.
Hes everything a girl has ever dreamed of.
But what makes him different?
hes for r e a l .. <3

Its when I'm too used to the lies, even the most true of truths seem the most fake.

I'd rather start something of nothing, than ignore the could-be nothing, that is the very something that would end it all.

Sometimes, I wish I could read your mind. Then I wonder, if I could handle the truth if I did.