"i'm still hoping its you and me in the end."

If I'm going to hell for loving you
Then send me down.
Because I'm not backing out.

When loving someone, we sometimes get lost
I went from someone you wanted
To someone you resented
Because love has the power to change us

And now I realize that I miss my old self
The one you loved before becoming this empty shell
And now I realize I must become that self again
Change for the better so that I will keep sane

And now I realize that you miss that old self too
But you still love me like I love you
And that has made all the difference
That you kept holding my hand while I fixed myself
And become once again the girl you deserve

You don't see the world
The way I do
You see stars
I see constellations.

I'm not okay.
But I will be.

Trying to find a place to cry.
How pathetic is that.

Not my house,
My family will ask.
Not my dorm,
My roommate will wonder.
Can't park in my car,
People will pull over.
(People are so ******* kind in that way).

So I'll drive.
And I'll cry.
Like a child
Who didn't get his way.
Which,
In a way,
Is fairly accurate.

But I need to cry somewhere.
The pressure is building up
In my head
In my heart
In the pit of my stomach.
Waiting there
To make its debut.

So I'll drive.
And I'll cry.
And I'll let it all out.
Because I want you
But he has you
And I didn't get my way.
And on second thought no,
Not like a child.  
A child is much more
Mature.

Because I won't apologize
For throwing a fit.
Because I still want you.
So I'll just drive for awhile.
And let it all out
On the road.
Throwing a fit
In my '91 Chevy.