I remember this feeling.
It's been so long since I've felt it, Between you and I.
Just love, kindness, and sincerity.
It's been so long since you've trusted me so much.
So long since I've trusted myself.
Between us, You are the strong one, and I?
Well I'm just weak.
I give in to my selfish desires.
With you I am strong.
With you i fight the urge to argue, To take from you.
You make me stronger.
Once upon a time, my wings were broken.
You took me in and taught me how to fly.
I know I strayed from you, But I came back.
This time I'm staying.
I love this feeling that you give me.
This feeling of tranquility, peace, and serenity.
This feeling of...
What Is Life?What is life?
What are we supposed to do?
Do we live by others' standards?
Or do we take our life into our own hands?
Do we take it for granted?
Or do we reconize the fact that this life was given to us for a reason?
If this life In fact was given to us by God, Then why do we get beaten down?
Why when we are at our lowest points in our lives, Do we feel the gazes of everyone staring down at us down.
Why do people go out of their way to make life harder for us?
Do they want us to fall apart at the seams?
Do they want us to dissregard our dreams' And focus on theirs?
Do they even understand what the point of "Personal dreams" are?
Why would we put ours aside for theirs?
Why would we?
Why would we forget our dreams?
Why would we put aside all of our hopes and dreams so others may rise to fame?
In LoveYou can't breath without her.
You can't speak without her.
You can't move without her.
You're life revolves around her.
you become accustomed to loving her.
Even if she doesn't love you back.
You breath her.
You smell her.
You taste her.
You feel her next to you,
Even when she's not there.
The only thing that matters to you is her.
She becomes you're life.
She becomes you're air.
She becomes a part of you.
That's how you know you're in love.
AloneWhat is love?
Is it physical?
Is it mental?
Is it metaphorical?
What causes it?
Chemicals in you're brain?
How can we tell if the other loves you?
What do you do?
what can you do?
You can do nothing.
you are alone.
There is nobody.
You are destined to walk alone.
Still you're heart stays with one girl.
That angel that stole you're heart long ago.
HumanThe shadow of death shrouds us.
The angelic wings we once had...
They are stained crimson.
The stench of blood, defiled innocence, and fear...
It permeates everything around us.
Chaos, destruction, and pain...
This is our nature...
Who are we?
We are human.
would you risk it?If I cried would you be a shoulder?
Would you dare stain your life?
Stain it with my tears of rage and hatred.
Would you poison your life by loving me?
Would you risk the chance of being torn apart?
Would you risk setting lose my rage?
Freeing the beast?
That controls me.
That's slowly consuming me.
This beast casts a shadow.
A shadow over my heart.
Slowly darkening it.
Locking it up.
Keeping it from the outside world so that it may not feel the warmth of love again.
Would you risk it?
Would you risk becoming me?
A fragment of your former self floating through time and space.
A fragment with no meaning.
Would you risk it?
after everythingI cant believe it.
After all I've done.
After everything I've told her.
After confessing my love to her.
After I stayed up with her all night.
Making sure she was alright.
That she wasn't going to kill herself.
When he was nowhere to be found.
Even when he did show up.
When she said what she said.
What did he do?
He told her mom.
Not asked if she was alright.
Not said don't do it.
After all that.
She takes him back.
How could she?
my dreamShe comes to visit.
"Angel walk with me we need to talk."
She follows me and we go outside.
We sit on the back of my moms car.
It seems like an eternity.
Finally I say. "you don't belong with him."
"Bu-" she begins.
"No please listen."
"I care for you a lot."
"I know you do." She says.
"No you don't Angel."
"I love you."
"I will never hurt you."
"He did and you took him back."
"Because I love him." She says.
"ut does he love you?"
"Yes I mean I think so."
"Angel if you have to think about it then it's sad. You shouldn't have to think about it. You should know. It should be automatic."
"Your right Nate." she says "but if he doesn't love me then who does?"
"I do Angel I do
Angeldid When life get so hard?
Was it when Beth came?
Was it when she left?
Or was it when I met angel?
Either way I just want all this stress to go away.
The stress is breaking me down.
Every night when I go to bed I break down.
I just cry and cry.
I cry until I can't cry any more.
The only person that I can talk to is Angel.
She knows what I am going through.
She has this stress too.
She knows what its like not to eat.
Not to eat because of the stress.
And that's why I can trust her.
That's why I can confide in her.
And she confides in me.
We confide in each other.
When I talk to her I feel
Happy, I feel great, and I feel like I can do anything.
She keeps me grounded.
And I need her to keep talking to me.