Wednesday, January 25, 2012

My Treehouse

I'm going to build a treehouse
With wood and stone and love
I'm going to build a treehouse
The place I'm dreaming of

I will paint the walls pure white
And I'll draw roses on the ground
And when we sneak out late at night
No one will hear a sound

And I will take your fingerprints
And carve them in the wood
Those little lines I love so much
More than you've ever understood

In the winter we'll be warm
No matter the snow that falls
Blankets to wrap up underneath
Frost to match the pure white walls

And I will leave the roof open
To look up at the stars
We'll look up and see a world of gold
A world that's forever ours.

I'm going to build a treehouse
Sitting high up in a tree
I'm going to build a treehouse
Made just for you and me

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Yours

I really like you. It's a little bit insane. I think about you all the time and I get all happy inside when I see you. I know you don't like me, and no matter how sad that makes me sometimes it's okay because the joy I get when I see you is enough. I really wish you'd give me a chance. I'm not asking for much, just a picnic or a date at your house watching the Phillies. I just want you to give me a chance. I hope you know I'd do anything and everything for you. Something about you just...drives me crazy. But in a good way. I know you don't like me the same way, but I'm not just gonna let you go. I can't. I've had a crush on you for over a year now. I couldn't forget you if I tried, and I have tried. You make me smile...more than everything else. Just give me a chance and I'll be anything you want me to be. And I'll be YOURS. All yours, endlessly yours.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Dear You

I don't miss you anymore. I guess that's just how it works. Maybe one day we can talk. Maybe one day we can be good again. Until then, good luck, with everything. Find a girl who you can mesmerize like you did to me. Remember to tell her she is beautiful, and remember to kiss her on top of the gallery. Remember to make a shrine for her, remember to make that cute face you always make. And remember that she loves you, she really does.


See you...sometime.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

2012

So I decided that I'm done.


Done with all the people that don't treat me right, done with all the people who don't care about me. Done.


I'm not going to chase after him, no matter how much I want to. If he wants me he can come after me.


I decided that I deserve to be happy. And if he's not making me happy then I should find someone who can.


I deserve to be happy...right? I sure hope so.


2012, be kind.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Blah.

How to make you love me?
I've tried a million times.
How to make you love me?
When I'm stuck writing rhymes.

Monday, December 5, 2011

I'm Not One of Those Pretty Girls

He likes another girl. And I can't stand it.


She's one of those pretty girls. One of the girls that everybody likes. I'm not one of those pretty girls.


How can he like someone that's not me?


I can't stand knowing that he's the perfect guy but I'm not his perfect girl.


That's the worst feeling.


And what's worse is knowing that tomorrow this won't matter. Tomorrow, the anger that I feel will mean nothing. I will walk past him and catch just a mere glimpse of his smile and I will fall for him all over again.


No matter what he has said or done. None of it matters when I see that smile. And those eyes. And when I hear his laugh. Even if he's laughing at her joke instead of mine. It won't matter because whatever happens I will fall for him just the same.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

16 Confessions

I still silently freak out every time I think about kissing you.


I think you are the most brilliant, talented, amazing, kind, compassionate, loving, beautiful creature on the Earth.


I blush when you say sweet things.


I have pictures of you on my walls.


I write your annitials on my wrist.


I save everything adorable that you say and re-read it a billion times.


i pray to God that I can keep you.


I get butterflies at the sound of your voice.


I want to talk to you, every second of the day, even if it's about nothing at all.


I smile just thinking about you.


I stalk your Facebook.


I literally dream about you.


I don't want anyone else.


I think you're the hottest guy in the world, even when you burp in my face.


I laugh at your jokes more than anyone else's.

Someone

There is nothing like finding someone who reminds you of who you are. Who helps you see a side of yourself you didn't know you had. Who makes you want to smile when you're down and ignore everything else. Someone who gives you butterflies. Someone you feel lucky just to have met. That one person whos eyes you can't help but stare into. The only person you still use a nickname for. Someone who you tell your friends about every day. The person you talk to first if something is wrong. The one you're proud to know. The one you point out to your friends. The one person who's texts you read over and over. The one you send letters to. The one you smile just when thinking about. The one you who stands up for you, even when you're wrong. Someone who you can't stop thinking about. Someone you wish upon a star for. Someone you thank G-d for every night. Someone you dream about. Who makes you want to dance in the rain no matter what you're wearing. Who would sit with you for hours when there was nothing else to do. Who takes you on adventures, who wants to show you the world. Who tells you thier secrets and asks for your advice. Who makes you forget about the clock. Who makes yesterday forgotten and tommorow a mystery, who makes all that matters right now. Who asks you questions, just to know more about you. Who will make an excuse just to keep you on the phone longer. Who texts you when they are not there. Who thinks you look amazing in sweat pants. Who makes you laugh just to see you smile. Who makes winter feel like summer and lightning like fireworks. Someone you can be yourself around, even on a bad hair day. Someone who makes minutes feel like hours just by their smile. Someone who makes every second worth while, just by being there...best part is? Everytime you think of them i bet they think of you...