"Hey, I'm on my way"
you say,
you're coming my way.
I don't know what to say,
Does my hair look okay?
We venture to the booth,
and boy are you smooth!
To the park we go,
lets put on a show.
We are moving too slow.
Let's go go go!
The ladies walk by
staring at the sky
Go on! Hurry up! Goodbye!
I watch them walk down the path
I begin to do the math.
You kissed me, you kissed me!
Oh finally,
How long have I been waiting to be happy?
You stroke my hair,
My feelings flare,
love is in the air.
I hope we can do it again,
never stopped by those men.
Let's do it again.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Cross
Left, right, left, right, left, cross
Left, right, left, right, left, cross
over and over until it's just right
I practice and practice all through the night.
Left, right, left, right, left, cross.
Under my feet.
Under my feet.
The ice is so cold, so hard,
yet so vulnerable, so flawed.
Under my feet.
But if I slip, I could fall.
But if I slip, I could fall.
So easily I could lose my grip
So easily I would flip.
But if I slip, I could fall.
And if I fall
And if I fall
I could get hurt again
run into the fence.
And if I fall.
I could die.
I could die.
If I hit my head in just the right way
my whole life could simply slip away.
I could die.
Left, right, left, right, left, cross
under my feet.
But if I slip, I could fall.
And if I fall,
I could die.
Left, right, left, right, left, cross
over and over until it's just right
I practice and practice all through the night.
Left, right, left, right, left, cross.
Under my feet.
Under my feet.
The ice is so cold, so hard,
yet so vulnerable, so flawed.
Under my feet.
But if I slip, I could fall.
But if I slip, I could fall.
So easily I could lose my grip
So easily I would flip.
But if I slip, I could fall.
And if I fall
And if I fall
I could get hurt again
run into the fence.
And if I fall.
I could die.
I could die.
If I hit my head in just the right way
my whole life could simply slip away.
I could die.
Left, right, left, right, left, cross
under my feet.
But if I slip, I could fall.
And if I fall,
I could die.
The Holes In My Gloves
Riding up and down the hills of my neighborhood
Never thought of life as good
The holes in my gloves let in the cold air
The bitter wind blowing through my hair
I pedal and pedal, never getting anywhere.
The arctic atmosphere cuts like kinves through my skin
releasing the feelings kept hidden within
How can I love that liar?
My heart is full of fire,
But the air is rushing from my tire.
I ignore it,
Simply floor it.
But I feel the flat-ness
as the hills increase in steep-ness
and I realize I'm hopeless.
I can feel my muscles growing stronger
but I don't think I can do this any longer
because the hills are gaining more height
I can't see an end in sight,
but what goes up must come down, right?
Never thought of life as good
The holes in my gloves let in the cold air
The bitter wind blowing through my hair
I pedal and pedal, never getting anywhere.
The arctic atmosphere cuts like kinves through my skin
releasing the feelings kept hidden within
How can I love that liar?
My heart is full of fire,
But the air is rushing from my tire.
I ignore it,
Simply floor it.
But I feel the flat-ness
as the hills increase in steep-ness
and I realize I'm hopeless.
I can feel my muscles growing stronger
but I don't think I can do this any longer
because the hills are gaining more height
I can't see an end in sight,
but what goes up must come down, right?
Monday, March 15, 2010
Blind
I see you walking down the hall
the red shirt you wear really doesn't compliment you at all,
but it looks good to my eyes
maybe I'm blind,
because all I can see is you.
You see me,
you smile and wave
but what you don't know, dear,
is that the blue shirt I'm wearing
is just for you.
Do you remember?
the day I knew
that I really did love you?
I wore that same blue shirt that I wore today
when I fell down the slide,
you helped me up again,
no matter how many times I flew.
But maybe I was blind,
because all I saw was you.
The same day that I knew
that I was in love with you,
all you could do
was smile at me,
couldn't take your eyes off of mine.
But maybe I'm blind,
because all I can see is you.
the red shirt you wear really doesn't compliment you at all,
but it looks good to my eyes
maybe I'm blind,
because all I can see is you.
You see me,
you smile and wave
but what you don't know, dear,
is that the blue shirt I'm wearing
is just for you.
Do you remember?
the day I knew
that I really did love you?
I wore that same blue shirt that I wore today
when I fell down the slide,
you helped me up again,
no matter how many times I flew.
But maybe I was blind,
because all I saw was you.
The same day that I knew
that I was in love with you,
all you could do
was smile at me,
couldn't take your eyes off of mine.
But maybe I'm blind,
because all I can see is you.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
someday, I'll stop crying in the middle of the night.
someday, I'll find a way to get along without you
someday, I'll find a way to love someone else
someday, I'll find a way to live my life without crying in the middle of the night
in the middle of the night, I cry.
yes I cry in the middle of the night.
I wake up crying
no not just crying
shivering, shaking, every muscle in my body
almost like a seizure
a seizure of love.
someday, I'll find a way out of this mess
someday, I'll find a way to be happy
someday, I'll find a way to turn my life around.
yes I cry in the middle of the night
wake up crying
shivering
shaking
out of love.
someday, I'll find a way to love someone else
someday, I'll find a way to live my life without crying in the middle of the night
in the middle of the night, I cry.
yes I cry in the middle of the night.
I wake up crying
no not just crying
shivering, shaking, every muscle in my body
almost like a seizure
a seizure of love.
someday, I'll find a way out of this mess
someday, I'll find a way to be happy
someday, I'll find a way to turn my life around.
yes I cry in the middle of the night
wake up crying
shivering
shaking
out of love.
I don't know what to name this one.
You made me laugh when I thought I'd never smile
You made me happy when all I knew was sadness
You lifted me out of my hole
Took me in my arms when no one else cared.
You made my day,
My week,
My year,
Maybe even my life.
When I called you crying,
I got off the phone and just couldn't stop smiling.
Everything was too good to be true
I loved you
You loved me
You and me became we.
But one day I made the wrong decision
Pushed you away the very day I needed you the most
You said you cared, but you never came back to me
You said you felt the same way
But the next day
You never said I made a mistake.
6 months later, my feelings never changed.
I can only imagine this one put to music. It sounds so good in my head but when I try singing it it sounds bad. I wish I knew how to read music so I could write it down.
You made me happy when all I knew was sadness
You lifted me out of my hole
Took me in my arms when no one else cared.
You made my day,
My week,
My year,
Maybe even my life.
When I called you crying,
I got off the phone and just couldn't stop smiling.
Everything was too good to be true
I loved you
You loved me
You and me became we.
But one day I made the wrong decision
Pushed you away the very day I needed you the most
You said you cared, but you never came back to me
You said you felt the same way
But the next day
You never said I made a mistake.
6 months later, my feelings never changed.
I can only imagine this one put to music. It sounds so good in my head but when I try singing it it sounds bad. I wish I knew how to read music so I could write it down.
well, sorta.
I've watched you change from a little girl into a big, strong woman. Well, sorta.
You're in 7th grade? Why are you so mature? Again... Well, sorta.
You're only 12, but yet... They grow up so fast. I'm proud of you... Well, sorta.
You try your best to be a good friend. Well, sorta.
You see you're... egh. You hide so much from me and then act like I'm the worst person ever for caring about you, my best friend. Well, sorta. You used to be my best friend. But you don't seem to really care about me. I confront you about something huge you didn't tell me about and then you say something like I'm being a bad friend by "invading your privacy".
I'm done with you. Well, sorta.
Less of a poem and more.... rhythmic writing.
You're in 7th grade? Why are you so mature? Again... Well, sorta.
You're only 12, but yet... They grow up so fast. I'm proud of you... Well, sorta.
You try your best to be a good friend. Well, sorta.
You see you're... egh. You hide so much from me and then act like I'm the worst person ever for caring about you, my best friend. Well, sorta. You used to be my best friend. But you don't seem to really care about me. I confront you about something huge you didn't tell me about and then you say something like I'm being a bad friend by "invading your privacy".
I'm done with you. Well, sorta.
Less of a poem and more.... rhythmic writing.
so.
so there are a few poems I wrote that I'm trying to decide if I should put up or not. on the one hand, one of them would probably hurt someone's feelings. but it's really good. and the other one, would probably hurt someone's feelings and also it's kind of private. but it's probably the best poem i've ever written. so. i'm undecided.
that guy
She comes and she goes,
Who is she with now?
Nobody knows.
I thought we were friends,
together til the end.
All of this changed
When you laid eyes on that guy,
that one guy that ruined it all.
He said he felt the same,
though I know it's all a game.
If this is what you want,
putting the guys in front of your best friend,
then look into my eyes, and tell me why.
Why.
Why would you choose that guy?
Who is she with now?
Nobody knows.
I thought we were friends,
together til the end.
All of this changed
When you laid eyes on that guy,
that one guy that ruined it all.
He said he felt the same,
though I know it's all a game.
If this is what you want,
putting the guys in front of your best friend,
then look into my eyes, and tell me why.
Why.
Why would you choose that guy?
the stars
It's May, it's June, it all happened so fast.
You were my first, and maybe my last.
I have no doubts
I know it's just right.
The stars twinkling in the skies
Above my head so high, so bright.
Everything seems all right
As I walk ahead lacking a guise.
July comes along
I'm gone for two weeks,
and as I return,
I notice a few leaks.
The stars begin to hide behind the cloud-covered night
My mind is undecided
Perhaps I've been misguided
This is yet to be realized, though I tried with all of my might.
August is here
School is getting near
I know what I'm doing,
My mind is brewing.
The stars are invisible,
Everything has changed.
I thought my mind was invincible,
My heart is deranged.
On this one, notice that once "everything changed" so did the rhyming pattern. I didn't even do that on purpose. That, my friends, is how talented I am.
You were my first, and maybe my last.
I have no doubts
I know it's just right.
The stars twinkling in the skies
Above my head so high, so bright.
Everything seems all right
As I walk ahead lacking a guise.
July comes along
I'm gone for two weeks,
and as I return,
I notice a few leaks.
The stars begin to hide behind the cloud-covered night
My mind is undecided
Perhaps I've been misguided
This is yet to be realized, though I tried with all of my might.
August is here
School is getting near
I know what I'm doing,
My mind is brewing.
The stars are invisible,
Everything has changed.
I thought my mind was invincible,
My heart is deranged.
On this one, notice that once "everything changed" so did the rhyming pattern. I didn't even do that on purpose. That, my friends, is how talented I am.
the lines on my hands
If you can't read it, it says...
the lines on my hands will only grow deeper
the scars on my hands will only grow whiter
the cuts on my arms will only scab over
the marks on my knees will only stretch wider
the lines on my hands I hope will get lighter
the scars on my hands I hope won't get whiter
the cuts on my arms I know will grow deeper
the marks on my knees I know will worsen.
as I grow older
stronger
tougher
faster
more unkempt.
I know it will keep on going
even after I'm old and wrinkled
the world won't stop changing
even once I die.
the lines on my hands
the scars on my hands
the cuts on my arm
the marks on my knees.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
attempting to do the right thing
i wish i could make everyone happy
but before i can comfort those around me
i must be happy myself.
nobody takes me seriously
everyone seems to believe
that i'm just being a crybaby
they don't understand
that there is absolutely, positively no end.
i try to do everything right
but it always ends up being wrong
but before i can comfort those around me
i must be happy myself.
nobody takes me seriously
everyone seems to believe
that i'm just being a crybaby
they don't understand
that there is absolutely, positively no end.
i try to do everything right
but it always ends up being wrong
Friday, February 19, 2010
the dilapidated ruins of some city burnt down by the romans
they're all just distractions
from the pain i'm really feeling inside
if someone could see into my mind
they would be unsatisfied.
my mind is like that one episode of spongebob. you all know what i'm talking about.
total chaos.
like the dilapidated ruins of some city burnt down by the romans.
everything is broken, and there's no way to fix it.
from the pain i'm really feeling inside
if someone could see into my mind
they would be unsatisfied.
my mind is like that one episode of spongebob. you all know what i'm talking about.
total chaos.
like the dilapidated ruins of some city burnt down by the romans.
everything is broken, and there's no way to fix it.
center of the hurricane
only a few really can tell
though they try to help,
i know there's no way to fix this mess.
pain surrounds me
love all around me,
and i am the center of the hurricane.
i wish it all could stop
wipe my tears with a mop
but you don't know how to help.
you see the pain in my eyes
see me sit there and cry
but you don't seem to even care.
every day, many hearts break
every day, one of them is mine
honey dear, it's obvious you don't empathize,
i'm the one with tears in my eyes.
never mind that i'm filled with anguish and hurt
never mind that i cry unexpectedly
never mind that i love him.
though they try to help,
i know there's no way to fix this mess.
pain surrounds me
love all around me,
and i am the center of the hurricane.
i wish it all could stop
wipe my tears with a mop
but you don't know how to help.
you see the pain in my eyes
see me sit there and cry
but you don't seem to even care.
every day, many hearts break
every day, one of them is mine
honey dear, it's obvious you don't empathize,
i'm the one with tears in my eyes.
never mind that i'm filled with anguish and hurt
never mind that i cry unexpectedly
never mind that i love him.
nobody
nobody seems to care
there's nobody anywhere
when i'm most in need
they're all filled with greed.
nobody talks to me
haven't got a text in weeks
i can't seem to find
what's really hurting inside.
everything hurts so much
but i don't act as such
i look fine on the outside
but inside, all i can do is cry.
crying at the tip of the hat
there's nothing to be angry at
i just hide in my room
hoping someone will find me.
the source of the pain
is yet to be identified
all i know now
is there's no way of getting out.
there's nobody anywhere
when i'm most in need
they're all filled with greed.
nobody talks to me
haven't got a text in weeks
i can't seem to find
what's really hurting inside.
everything hurts so much
but i don't act as such
i look fine on the outside
but inside, all i can do is cry.
crying at the tip of the hat
there's nothing to be angry at
i just hide in my room
hoping someone will find me.
the source of the pain
is yet to be identified
all i know now
is there's no way of getting out.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
one summer's eve
i miss the way you looked at me.
who knows if i'll ever see it again?
maybe i'll get lucky
you'll realize what's going on in my heart
how i've felt since the start.
my feelings never changed
i'm sure yours have.
i've never seen you look at me
never snuck a peak
though i do every chance i get.
never thought i'd feel this way
be this girl
that one girl, the freak you used to date
i never thought i'd be "that" girl.
maybe one day
you'll see me again
look at me the way you did
on that one summer's eve.
who knows if i'll ever see it again?
maybe i'll get lucky
you'll realize what's going on in my heart
how i've felt since the start.
my feelings never changed
i'm sure yours have.
i've never seen you look at me
never snuck a peak
though i do every chance i get.
never thought i'd feel this way
be this girl
that one girl, the freak you used to date
i never thought i'd be "that" girl.
maybe one day
you'll see me again
look at me the way you did
on that one summer's eve.
valentines day
valentines day.
tis simply a gathering of stuck up snobs
rubbing their happiness in the faces of the less fortunate.
snogging in the halls
there are no recalls
for those moments i lost.
never regret something that made you smile.
i could never regret it
though now i think it is what signed my death certificate.
tis simply a gathering of stuck up snobs
rubbing their happiness in the faces of the less fortunate.
snogging in the halls
there are no recalls
for those moments i lost.
never regret something that made you smile.
i could never regret it
though now i think it is what signed my death certificate.
a ruse
you came so close
to ending my life
hypothetically, that is
never thought i'd make it through
thankfully, it was all a ruse.
to ending my life
hypothetically, that is
never thought i'd make it through
thankfully, it was all a ruse.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
so I haven't been on here in a while. I'm posting from my iPod so excuse any typing errors.
so I haven't been on here in a while. I'm posting from my iPod so
excuse any typing errors.
excuse any typing errors.
My feelings will never change
But if only you would just give me a chance
I may just change my mind when the moment arrives
When Mr. Opportunity knocks at my door.
I've had Mr. Opportunity at your door for as long as i can remember.
But you don't seem to take the initiative
You've never realized how I feel.
Sent from my iPod
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
it changed me
i've always felt this way
deep down inside
imagining what could be, what could have been
it changed me.
a different view of life
a different attitude
you never know what you'll find
looking back on yourself.
deep down inside
imagining what could be, what could have been
it changed me.
a different view of life
a different attitude
you never know what you'll find
looking back on yourself.
chain reaction
why did i start the chain reaction?
its all my fault
if only i hadn't said that one thing
that one day
that simple invitation
ruined a friendship
destroyed a personality
how could i start this chain reaction?
its all my fault
if only i hadn't said that one thing
that one day
that simple invitation
ruined a friendship
destroyed a personality
how could i start this chain reaction?
some songs
that are going through my head. they may or may not apply to how i've been feeling. (for all you stupid people out there-THIS MEANS THEY APPLY TO HOW I'M FEELING) so what if they're mostly Christmas songs? they're GOOD Christmas songs!
Last Christmas - WHAM / George Michael
All I Want For Christmas Is You - Mariah Carey
Damn Regret - RJA
so yeah. they're all a good listen, check em' out. d:
Last Christmas - WHAM / George Michael
All I Want For Christmas Is You - Mariah Carey
Damn Regret - RJA
so yeah. they're all a good listen, check em' out. d:
fight fight fight
what kind of friend are you?
one who hides
one who lies
i can never believe you
can't tell you anything at all
for fear that you'll tell yet again
we try to talk
you don't seem to care
i pour my heart out
and all you do is
change the subject.
one wrong word
and at the tip of the hat
i'm shark bait.
always fighting
never loving
all we can do is
fight fight fight.
one who hides
one who lies
i can never believe you
can't tell you anything at all
for fear that you'll tell yet again
we try to talk
you don't seem to care
i pour my heart out
and all you do is
change the subject.
one wrong word
and at the tip of the hat
i'm shark bait.
always fighting
never loving
all we can do is
fight fight fight.
it could be the end
the common trait we share
may be the end
will it be the end?
if i told you
you'd never forgive.
if i followed through,
you'd never forgive me.
i could never hurt you this way
i could never tell you the truth.
if you ever found out
it could be the end
would it be the end?
i don't want it to be the end
like it would.
i could never do this to you
i could never
i could never follow through
i could never
i could never go anywhere
with this trait that we have
because i could never do that to you.
it could be the end
would it be the end?
may be the end
will it be the end?
if i told you
you'd never forgive.
if i followed through,
you'd never forgive me.
i could never hurt you this way
i could never tell you the truth.
if you ever found out
it could be the end
would it be the end?
i don't want it to be the end
like it would.
i could never do this to you
i could never
i could never follow through
i could never
i could never go anywhere
with this trait that we have
because i could never do that to you.
it could be the end
would it be the end?
Monday, January 18, 2010
golden rule
i can't lie to you anymore
i must be completely honest
can't lie to you
though i know you keep things from me
i try to be honest with you
because you should always
do unto others as you would have done unto you.
you don't seem to follow the Golden Rule
like i do.
i must be completely honest
can't lie to you
though i know you keep things from me
i try to be honest with you
because you should always
do unto others as you would have done unto you.
you don't seem to follow the Golden Rule
like i do.
no longer
i can't talk to you anymore
you don't listen anymore
are we friends anymore?
i try to be a good friend to you.
you're not a good friend to me
you have changed.
you used to be this hilarious girl
not a care in the world.
now you have changed.
you're different
more different than i ever could have imagined.
what's the point anymore
if all you can do
is think about yourself?
can't give a care in the world?
too absorbed in your own life
don't care about mine.
i see no point in the friendship any longer
you don't listen anymore
are we friends anymore?
i try to be a good friend to you.
you're not a good friend to me
you have changed.
you used to be this hilarious girl
not a care in the world.
now you have changed.
you're different
more different than i ever could have imagined.
what's the point anymore
if all you can do
is think about yourself?
can't give a care in the world?
too absorbed in your own life
don't care about mine.
i see no point in the friendship any longer
dear internet
dear internet,
lately, there has been a whole lot going on in my life. more specifically, people being really bitchy. for example, picking on my hat. picking on what i bring to school for lunch. making fun of what i wear. making fun of what i say. etc etc. even more specifically, one person, getting my other "friends" to follow along with her. it sucks. a bunch. all day friday, all i wanted to do was go home and cry...
on a more positive note, this weekend was pretty fun! saturday night i slept over at Lily's, which was awesome. we went to Target, got our own cart, purchased many yummy things. veerryyy yummy things. :D we watched Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, that was fun. and yummy. we had awkward conversations, which were AMAZING. we talked a LOT. we stayed up until probably about 2. fun times. (:
today i went over to Nicola's, and we filmed the making of pancakes with milk and must rolls for our latin project... don't ask. just don't. all i will say on the matter is: Roman's don't know what pancakes are, and have terrible taste buds. end of discussion.
that will be all.
lately, there has been a whole lot going on in my life. more specifically, people being really bitchy. for example, picking on my hat. picking on what i bring to school for lunch. making fun of what i wear. making fun of what i say. etc etc. even more specifically, one person, getting my other "friends" to follow along with her. it sucks. a bunch. all day friday, all i wanted to do was go home and cry...
on a more positive note, this weekend was pretty fun! saturday night i slept over at Lily's, which was awesome. we went to Target, got our own cart, purchased many yummy things. veerryyy yummy things. :D we watched Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, that was fun. and yummy. we had awkward conversations, which were AMAZING. we talked a LOT. we stayed up until probably about 2. fun times. (:
today i went over to Nicola's, and we filmed the making of pancakes with milk and must rolls for our latin project... don't ask. just don't. all i will say on the matter is: Roman's don't know what pancakes are, and have terrible taste buds. end of discussion.
that will be all.
true friend
we head to target to get our supplies
for an amazing night
without the guys
we don't get into any fight
we get the goldfish
the cheez its
stock up on harry potter
everything we need for
an amazing sleepover
the awkward conversations
the gut-wrenching laughs
the movie watching
soda drinking
candy eating
all signs of a true best friend.
we can talk about anything
laugh about anything
eat just about anything
no matter how we feel.
we share everything
(even bacon!)
we tell each other everything
this is the sign of a true friend
for an amazing night
without the guys
we don't get into any fight
we get the goldfish
the cheez its
stock up on harry potter
everything we need for
an amazing sleepover
the awkward conversations
the gut-wrenching laughs
the movie watching
soda drinking
candy eating
all signs of a true best friend.
we can talk about anything
laugh about anything
eat just about anything
no matter how we feel.
we share everything
(even bacon!)
we tell each other everything
this is the sign of a true friend
before
you're not the little girl i knew before.
you're not the sweet innocent girl i knew before.
we can't talk like we did before.
i can't trust you like i did before.
you don't act like you did before.
we aren't as close as we were before.
you don't tell me everything, like you did before.
i don't tell you everything like i did before.
we aren't friends the way we were before.
how long until we aren't friends, but we were before?
you're not the sweet innocent girl i knew before.
we can't talk like we did before.
i can't trust you like i did before.
you don't act like you did before.
we aren't as close as we were before.
you don't tell me everything, like you did before.
i don't tell you everything like i did before.
we aren't friends the way we were before.
how long until we aren't friends, but we were before?
what's best for me
confusion.
there's so much going on
in my heart.
there's the one that's always loved me,
then the one i've always loved.
i'm beginning to have feelings for
the one i shouldn't be
forbidden love- yes, it's hard.
am i barking up the wrong tree?
he'll never love me again
i hurt him too much
but there will always be a piece of my heart
dedicated to him.
am i barking up the wrong tree?
we could never commit that wrong
i'm not what i used to be
there's this burn in my heart
for someone who'll love me
but i'll never be the girl
for the one who always will
there's that pain in my heart
i wouldn't want that done to me
but on the other hand
i need what's best for me
who's the one who'll do
everything i want?
who's the one who'll be
everything i've ever dreamed of?
who's the one who'll do
anything for me?
who's the one who'll feel
the same way as me?
which one will create that fire in my heart?
the one of my dreams.
the missing pieces of my heart
i'm sitting here
trying to gather up broken pieces of my heart
though i've searched far and wide
every last crevice
there seem to be pieces missing.
my glue is rather old.
though i'm able to glue the pieces together
there are many crevices
and it looks rather mishappen.
the missing pieces of my heart
cause the glue to leak through,
covering up some of the better bits.
the select few pieces of my heart
that aren't damaged
have always been there
but now that they are covered up
the future seems rather bleak
with nothing else to fill it up
my life is rather weak
and now that there's no going back
no retrieving those pieces of my heart
it will always be mishappen
something glue could never fix.
mistletoe
sitting by the mantel
underneath that mistletoe
the fire is blazing warmly
but i still feel rather cold
i need you here to warm me up
because sweaters just won't due.
my life had been a whirlwind of misconceptions ever since i left you.
i need to be in your arms
i'm feeling rather cold.
i want you to kiss me underneath the mistletoe
only stopping when i can't breathe no more.
i want that fire in my heart.
i need you next to me.
though the fire is blazing warmly,
i just can't seem to breathe.
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