It's so nice to be lost
In something other than my mind
No matter what the cost
I have definitely come to find
That this is me at my best
With a chance to care
A chance to let my soul rest
And I am acutely aware
That this is the highest I get
Consequently the farthest I fall
But I never find it to be a bad bet
Because all good things start small
Though I tend to move quick
It's by no means in a rush
It's just you give my brain a kick
And here I am with a bit of a crush

Racing down Madison Avenue against traffic
was never how I expected to crash into him.

He draped his arms around the wreckage, holding it tightly;
everything was piled against the tree -broken pieces scattered;
eyes black as oil stained his white T-shirt,
gasping, crying, inaudible speech.

The gas ran empty and the windows fogged,
everything fell to the floor, fell apart,
broke down - and then it was fixed.

by the simple putting together of a mechanic?

I crashed into myself,
by the dictionary definition of violently colliding;
fell apart.

but, when I crashed into him,
everything fell together.

N.R

I'm really scared to fall,
I can't sense the traps anymore.
You just seem to be fooling me a little to well.
The way everything about you,
Keeps pulling me in more.

I don't want to give into my feelings for you,
But perfection is rare;
And I can see it on you
So I'll bat my eyelashes,
And take things slow.

But I can't make any promises,
Because if you get to close;
I'll forget about being shy,
And lose all control.

I know they said to not put your own happiness into other people, but this country boy has got my heart racing and my smile brighter than the sun.
I just hope this is right.

I once asked my grand father if he was afraid of death.
He replied with a simple, "I've never feard death. They didn't teach you to die in the military".

The last time I visited his hospital bed, he was barely breathing.
He pulled me close.
I asked if he could see a bright light.

He replied, "no...I've never...been more scared...in my life"

It's those little specks of hope, that make me stay. The 1 text where you say, "I matter" to you, followed up by the 100 that say I don't.  It's the little kiss on my shoulder after you **** me up so badly, I can hardly stand. You know I'm addicted. When I'm yours, you don't care, but when I try to leave you grab my hand and coax me to stay.
Please help me. I'm addicted to the glimmer.

check

check

check again

slide

unlock

refresh

clear the history

pretend I never said that.

Wow I’m stupid I

Maybe I’m not the stupid one, maybe it’s you

*******.

With your ridiculous face and squiggly hair

how you make me feel things and draw me in

with interlocking fingers and subtle touches.

I can’t I can’t I can’t

my anger is coming out sweet as honey

too gentle for my vicious state I’m stuck in.

******* you.

I check every form of social networking

waiting for you to give me a sign

a little wave.

Instead I get a read receipt.

******* you.

******* the four months we were glued to each other

by force at first, then by choice.

And now a different scenario and a different she

who is much prettier than me

who I’d really like to see

and tell her how lucky someone is

to look into your eyes, even for one dance.

I know it’s unreasonable of me to have such feelings for someone so opposite.

But really we’re quite the same

looking for something else to blame

for every ounce of pain you make me feel

and you think that I’m lame.

I can't get out of my mind
the idea about you and I
it leaves me paralyzed
realizing I'm not your only one.

Realizing about the other one
makes me wanna cry,
Maybe I should try
find my other half.

Then it comes this guy
with all this love and care,
this feelings and emotions,
making me believe again.

Love comes around
and finds you all the time,
you should not be afraid
because it will take all your breath.

Every time I post a pic
all this questions conquer me.

Am I'm pretty enough for you?
Am I'm your type of girl?
Would you like it?
Would you fall for me?

Then I saw you liked a girl's pic
and it breaks something inside of me.

I started answering my questions

I'm not pretty enough
I'm not your type
You didn't like it.
You won't fall for me.

But then I realized
you ain't the reason
that keeps me traumatized.
It's me, I'm not confident.

I'm not your type
I told myself all the time
wondering why
I'm not the one.

I should be sleeping
but I can't stop dreaming
Dreaming about you and me
Oh God, that's a fantasy.

Every time it comes to you
I notice every defect on me
Leaving my mind on the idea
about You and Me.

I'm laying on my bed
and I can't forget your face
Oh, why don't you leave my mind?