Crimson Red.

I take it back, you don't have my heart, I have my heart. You just always had a little piece of me, that i resent you for having. But it's okay, I'm sorry you turned into a heartless monster. I can feel cynical towards you after the little act you pulled. It's only fair.

Vous avez mon coeur.

Since day one my sweetheart. I hope you know that. I hope I don't resent you in the end, please don't let me have to.

And now, you're staying.

My eyes can't look at you any other way.

Mood swings in and out both sides.

we spoke of how we talked so differently
i spoke of how i felt so differently

i will never know what had rot my heart
it just came and went in the dark
i had changed into the certain kind of man
that could break your heart with his own hands.

New You.

She feels happy, more alive than she has felt in a long while. "It" tingles all over her body. You don't know what "it" is I'm sure. It's everything good. Music sounds better to her. The sun shines more yellow and brighter in the sky. The pillow she rests her head on at night feels to know every space and crevice to fill. Her heart feels bigger and better. She realized that people can find goodness in the most unexpected places and people. That she could find laughter anywhere. And although she knows she may not be as pretty or smart as she'd like to be, she knows she has a heart full of kindness and compassion. A heart full of understanding and sympathy. A heart that is capable of feeling. She feels sad for the people who don't have that ability anymore. People she once loved and comforted. She knows that there is no changing that, unless they find themselves first. Hope exists, people just need to start believing that concept.

She, is me.

Who knows, Who cares.

Why is it that people are completely wrapped up in their little worlds, with their friends who try to be just like everyone around them? There are much more important things than finding the next fine girl to hook up with, or trying to find love, pretending that what you love to do is really something you want to pursue; even though you aren't good at it, or finding the next fad in clothing and shoes. I feel like so many of the people i know or hang out around are stuck in the mud. I want to travel and explore and do things that are feel good moments, i don't want to sit at in-n-out and talk about the latest gossip that won't matter to me in a week. Everybody is becoming the same.

Don't leave yourself.

I am in an absolutely great place in my life.
I'm sorry to hear you have lost yourself. Ain't it strange how the tables have turned. You are just as empty as I was, and as much as I am very bitter towards you, I would never wish anyone the sadness I felt when I was just a shell aimlessly wandering through days.You have hand fulls of potential to be something great. I wish you would at least try and pick up what's left of yourself before you completely turn to nothing but a shell. Things can turn around in a instant if you are willing to feel something good again.. One piece of advice you always gave to me was to not dwell on anything, it doesn't help you move forward in your life. I took your advice and it has made me a much happier person. Maybe you should look deeper at what you say and apply it to your life.
Don't forget yourself. You are still very special to me still, but i have finally let go.

Is it terrible of me to say i wish my friends appreciated me more?