my own words sometimes make me feel better than yours.
as if that could ever happen.
im the bottle of mixed feelings you smashed on the pavement many years and a long time ago.
you dont care about me.
about how i feel.
youre just "in love" with me in the way [boys will be boys].
i wont cry over you.
3 a.m. mornings made happy.
2 days later 11 a.m. or so and you threw my happy morning into a pit of black hell.
you know how much i appreciate (it) (your honesty).
thank you (for that).
holding hands in hallways.
kissing against the wall.
thats all i ever wanted from you.
but you want it all or nothing.
[yet] i still love you.
and want you around.
and i even know what you do behind my back.
behind these eyes.
i have a love/hate relationship with your smile.
it makes me smile.
but hides everything you wont let me (see)(know).
(see also: singles suck)
what a greedy boy.
and.
what a stupid foolish girl.
too young to know any better?
no.
just too young.
yourprincessofbrokenhearts.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Friday, April 06, 2007
"i want to be better than i am"
"i miss you."
"i miss you to."
"you and her?"
(slap to the face)
"we're thinking of getting back together"
oh yea now i remember.
why i tried so hard to let you go.
i told you no one needs to screw things up for me.
i screw them up for myself.
im gonna be brutally honest.
this isnt the 'first time talking to you in a month' i had pictured.
i shouldve seen this coming when i broke the palm readers hand.
you know why i wont tell you the truth?
and why ill let you believe her lies?
because i know it wont make a difference.
its not even worth starting the sentence.
even if the goal is just to erase it.
first day with side bangs.
and ive already learned they wont shield me from anything.
[stratch what i said] while we're bein honest here.
and while im feeling daring.
lets get this all straight.
ill tell you what i know.
then you tell me why.
im feelin pale and blotchy.
nervousness.
this is what you do to me.
atleast now a days it is.
"wipe that smile off your face."
i fell hard for you.
and you couldnt even catch me.
jerk?
no?
prove me otherwise.
"im right in the middle."
i hate 3 people pictures.
3 is truly a crowd.
i love you.
why must you always hook me like a fish.
like this.
you made me smile.
happiest girl in the world?
for now.
we'll just have to wait and see if it sticks.
yourprincessofbrokenhearts.
"i miss you to."
"you and her?"
(slap to the face)
"we're thinking of getting back together"
oh yea now i remember.
why i tried so hard to let you go.
i told you no one needs to screw things up for me.
i screw them up for myself.
im gonna be brutally honest.
this isnt the 'first time talking to you in a month' i had pictured.
i shouldve seen this coming when i broke the palm readers hand.
you know why i wont tell you the truth?
and why ill let you believe her lies?
because i know it wont make a difference.
its not even worth starting the sentence.
even if the goal is just to erase it.
first day with side bangs.
and ive already learned they wont shield me from anything.
[stratch what i said] while we're bein honest here.
and while im feeling daring.
lets get this all straight.
ill tell you what i know.
then you tell me why.
im feelin pale and blotchy.
nervousness.
this is what you do to me.
atleast now a days it is.
"wipe that smile off your face."
i fell hard for you.
and you couldnt even catch me.
jerk?
no?
prove me otherwise.
"im right in the middle."
i hate 3 people pictures.
3 is truly a crowd.
i love you.
why must you always hook me like a fish.
like this.
you made me smile.
happiest girl in the world?
for now.
we'll just have to wait and see if it sticks.
yourprincessofbrokenhearts.
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