Being loved

Being loved,

Its knowing that theres some one there,

to talk to and share every secret with.

Having a person that is always wanting,

to hold you in thier arms,

And just to see you smile,

Its th one person that understands.

Stronger

Everything we go through

is ment to help us

get through tomorrow,

a year and even a life time,

It makes us stronger,

helpping us get through the worst

that is yet to come.

It makes us who we are

and no matter what it makes us,

it makes us a better person,

than we were before.

Watch

Its so hard to sit and watch,

watch you feel so much pain,

not knowing how to help,

or if I ever could.

Not kowing if you will ever be ok,

if things could ever be the same.

I use to believe that it was imposibe,

impossible to feal in love,

to find love,

and to know if it was really love.

I was wrong.

Love,

Its the butterflies racing through my stomic,

the fealling of being dropped a thousand feet,

Not knowing whats going to happen,

having to trust that things are going to be ok,

Its knowing someone is their,

through everything we go through,

even the days that feel,

like the world has ended,

and is never to start back up agian.

Love is amazing,

and its touched me,

I never thought it would but it has,

and its the best thing i have ever felt.

Circle of life.

Today the world stopped,

Just for a moment,

Long enough for a life to stop,

long enough for an end,

something leaving for the better,

something to set their soul free,

long enough for something good to happen.

There is something being born,

there is something coming to life,

something entering this world,

to make life better,

for everyone in it.

The World Has Stoped....

The world has stopped and now I can see,

that it was not just you that was wrong,

but it was also me.

The world has stopped for me and I can see,

What I have become and how I need to change,

For what we have done has hurt us both.

The world has stoped for us and now we see,

How we have grown so far away,

We can see our past and how it use to be.

The world has stoped and now we can all see,

That even if we grow far away,

We can alwasy come back home.

Reflected

This change may have been good for you,

but not for me,

Evry choice you have made,

has been reflected on me,

These choices you have made,

once brought hope to me.

And now they only frighten me.

Here, Gone, and Coming back.

I use to feal close.
I use to feal inspired
I use to feal welcome,
I use to be happy to be here,
I use to want to come here.
Now, I only feal distance,
Im disgusted by what you have become,
Im lonly when im here
Tears are the only thing I feal,
This is the last place I want to be.

This is how i felt. Untill.... I talked to my dad last night,

As of the moment IM,
Glad I came,
Im glad I wasn't afraid to say how I feal,
to let everything out and show how things have been to me,
youve shown me that you have changed...
Youve shown me that i need to adapt to change,
youve taught me that i need to adapt to the world.

Changing

We are always changing,
For the good and the bad,
Learning more about ourselves,
and the world around us.
Finding out who we are,
and the people around us are.

Crumble

The world is crumbling down.
Smashing into tiny bits,
Falling into a deep black whole,
Never knowing when to come back out.