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Honey is only as sweet as the bee. But what if i'm the honey (and you'll) bee the one- for me? Sweet flowers can... (win my heart), breathe a little magic. The green grass waits (without trying) to be beautiful. But like you, like the purity of the world, capture me. I'm not looking to purify the wrongs, from the misled minds. But, i think we could make a connection of lighting between ourselves. You lean to her, she's the sun, and you're the flower. I'm only the bee, Lost again, In winter's lonely hours.

I'm not perfect. I'm not always happy. I hope for the things i know will never happen and take for granted what i have. But..Isn't that what makes us human? Life is complicated, sure. It doesnt work out how you'd like it to, and its never really in your control. But LIVE as much as you can because..You don't wanna die today and regret yesterday. Life and Love, come hand in hand, along with Happiness and Sadness. Take the moments you get, that touch your heart and live for them. Stay smiling.

And, oh i'm only young, with the world at my fingertips and everything i could possibly wish for right? Because thats my perfect little world? What about the achne that plagues my face? Thats just perfect isn't it? Shapes and forms the little stereotypes we like to call teenagers. And my appauling bad dress sense, of just pure black. Grab something out the wardrobe and chuck it on, doesn't matter if i matches coz i'm invisible anyone. And the other guys can play football and rugby and they aren't afraid, whereas the only thing i can play is the saxophone because that makes me fit in doesn't it? And the fact my accent is from too far away from

I've been waiting a whole month for you to say you want to be with me again and now you've finally said it, i don't know if i want you anymore. And, yeah, sure, the need for is still there. I miss your arms, and the way it feels when they surround me..I miss the sparks that fly when our lips brush..but i don't miss the heartache and the yearning..The waking up everyday scared and alone, knowing that today is going to be just as bleak as yesterday. And out the darkness, walked Him. Friends for a while, and flirting alot. But, I never expected to feel the way i do. I think of him more when i wake up, than when i think of You. And it terrifies

Wars may rage around the world, People are born, And people are dying. But right here, Tonight, I am oblivious to anything, Other than your arms surrounding me. Oh and the blessed heavens, May fall tonight, And I promise you I shan’t even care. As long as you press your lips on mine And promise me forever.

And i hear my phone beep, My smile ignites, I know this conversation, Will go on long into the night. I hear my ringtone, And i'm shopping with friends, But i answer anyway, Even though we'll be together until the end. I log online, And see i have mail I know it's from you, Our love'll never turn stale. And i sign into messenger, Our conversations already started, And i promised you, We'd never be parted. We met only five times, And yet dated for two years, But we were desperately in love, Even if everyone said it was weird. I chose you over him, Because of a still crush.. But you should know, I still miss you too much.

You shot me down. He picked me up. You laughed when i cried. He promised he'd never make me cry. You took pride in winding me up. He just takes pride in me. You never took me seriously. He listens to me. You destroyed my beliefs. He gives me something to believe in. I was invisible to you. He always see's me. You said i love you. He means it. You promised me forever. He'd actually give it to me. So why when He holds me, do i think of you?

On the edge of a cliff, So close.. Knowing you could fall in a second.. Wondering why you shouldn't. Is there anything to live for? Any reason to stay and just.. Believe. Is destiny waiting for Him? He stands there, Knowing He'd thrown so much away, And when she almost came back to him, She just floated away. The agony in his heart, Doesn't compare, To anything he's felt before. Another mistake. And he takes another step. Half in mid air, Almost surrounded by Nothingness. And in his heart, He can hear her soft words, Gently calling him. He can't live without her. He takes a step back, Turns around, Walking away, He

Small and insignifcant, Each single bead of rain, Yet we let each one fall, To see the sun again. But maybe if we took the time, To see the beauty of the fall, You wouldn't curse the rain, Never, never at all. Unfortunately, the world's too impatient, Content to go rushing by Too busy in fact to watch, The openings of the sky.

I'm not used to feeling Anyone else's hand in mine, But yours. I'm not used to hearing, Anyone's soft 'I love you' voice, But yours. I'm not used to seeing Anyone's smile in my mind, But yours. I'm not used to smelling Anyone else scent on my skin, But yours. I'm not used to tasting Anyone else's lips on mine, But yours. And strangely.. I don't miss you.

holds my heart out in my hands and drops it to the floor~ a sound that mimicks breaking glass echoes through the door bright red shards bounce off the ground and land beneath your feet~ you sit and stare at the dripping parts and shrug loosley in defeat my eyes grow wide as you do nothing and i fall down to my knees~ you open your mouth to say something then shut it quickly and look off at the trees the trees are gnarled and crooked in that photo by the chair~ i cringe as your fingers push away locks of my hair your eyes are empty and you stare in disgust~ at the mess that i've made at the lack of your lust you bend down for what i

I don't think I know what I've gotten us into, I'm not sure I quite understand. I'm choosing to believe that this something will last forever, not preparing for when it all falls apart. What about when it comes crashing down? What about when the rain stops falling? Is this what we're meant for? Is this our future? Or are we writing our own ends? Will our pages keep turning, the story keep going? Or maybe our book will fall shut and gather dust. But I can't help believing that heartbreak is coming, that maybe you're right, and this is all one big mistake. The best of friends with life changing roles, but we were never meant to to fall in love

Chapter Five: Am I actually happy?     Riley and I say through lunch, me with my hair puleld back in front of my face, and we talked. Not about our abusive adopted parents, but ourselves. What we liked, why we liked it... And once, we actually got caught up in a playful debate. It made people stare at us. Though, I only saw them out of the corner of my eye. And strangely, I didn't care. I didn't care if the gossip of the school was that I was actually opening up, and to Riley Monogram of all people. It made me laugh on the inside to see Lacie's expression when she saw us.     Our debate was pretty retarded, though, and it actually made me

Chapter Four: I have a friend?     After homeroom, Mr. Martinez held me back. "Ria, I wanted to talk to you. It seems like there's more going on than what happened four years ago," he said. My eyes widened behind my curtain of straight hair. "No, nothing's going on. I was just taking a walk yesterday, and I broke down. That's it," I said, making sure my voice didn't crack. No, no one could know... Not until I was allowed to move. not until I was completely ready. Even if I did despise Melinda and Henry.      "Are you sure, Ria?" Mr. Martinez's voice cut into my thoughts. "Huh? Yeah, I'm sure," I said, picking up my book and bag. "Let me w