Sabado, Nobyembre 16, 2013

Imagine if I were you and you were me.
I saw what you saw and felt what you felt.
And finally I could understand you and why you do these things to me.
And you could know where I'm coming from and why I do these things I do.

Miyerkules, Nobyembre 13, 2013

Having someone to sit beside you is nice.
Having someone to wipe your tears away is great.
Having someone to hug you to sleep at night is wonderful.
But trust me, being that someone feels even better.

Lunes, Nobyembre 11, 2013

I look at you and I think nobody will ever love you like I do.
I am going to be the person who loves you the most of your entire life.
I don't believe that other people are capable of loving like me.
It would be a terrible mistake for you to ignore something like that. 

I look at you and I think, 
I will never open to anyone like I opened up for you.
I will never let anyone in like this.

Linggo, Nobyembre 10, 2013

To tell you the truth,
I don’t have much to offer. But I’ll still give you everything I’ve got. 
Even if it’s barely a thing at all.
I'll give you late nights, good laughs,
Someone to talk to, someone to care for, 
Someone who will always be there,
A hand to hold, somebody to lean on. 
Nothing fancy.
And if that’s not enough, just know you have all of me.
I hope that’s enough.

Sabado, Nobyembre 09, 2013

That feeling.
You know, the feeling where all you can think about is how you can make them happier.
That feeling when you get a text, and automatically hope it's them.
And when it's not, you're disappointed.
That feeling when you just sit and stay online, waiting for them to pop up.
That feeling when you go to sleep thinking of them.
And hoping they're thinking of you too.
Yeah, that feeling. 

Sabado, Nobyembre 02, 2013

When I give, it doesn't come with strings.
I'm not keeping track of what you owe me.
When I give, I choose to do so without ulterior motives.

I give because I'm genuine.
I give because I know what it's like to be without
To long for and be ignored
To speak and not be heard
To care for and have nothing returned.

When I give it's because I get it.
It's because I know the value in what I have in my heart.
I refuse to let the world stop me from sharing that.

But when things start being taken for granted
When you no longer appreciate my sincerity
I won't switch, I won't get angry, and I won't be spiteful.

I'll get smart, and I'll change your role in my life.
Because when I give, I'm all in
But when I'm done, there's no looking back.