Crying on the Inside part IThere he was, standing perfect, pure like an angel. The wind waved through his golden hair, and the sun sparkled in his eyes, blue like the ocean. I tossed my backpack to the side and ran down the field calling his name. “Jason! Jason!” He turned towards me, his t-shirt ruffling, and swept his arm into a wave, and I ran into his embrace. The sun was shining, the wind was breezy, and the air was the perfect degree of cool. Sweatshirt cool, but also t-shirt cool. Jeans cool, but also shorts cool. I was short, wearing a long tank top and a loosely ruffling skirt. He was tall, wearing a yellow dress shirt and a pair of jeans. We wereCrying on the Inside part I
This is loveI never used to think that I could be loved by someone else Someone that I truly loved with all my heart and soul I used to think I was alone, and that I’d never escape.This is love
How did you find me? How did you give me the strength I needed? How did you know exactly what to say?
I love you with all of me Every minute I spend with you is cherished And though you think I’m good at everything I know that I’m not
I’m not good at making myself happy You do that for me I’m not good at making myself feel loved Your love is what gets me by I’m not good at
ughhhhhh
post some more "art"
i haven't seen you all summer
there is something seriously, SERIOUSLY wrong with that.
i suppose i could send it to 712 tuxedo....*cries*
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