שירים והסיפורים שמאחוריהם.

"This is the story of a girl,

Who cried a river and drowned the hole world,

And while she looks so sad in photographs,

I absolutely love her,

When she smiles…"

Couldn't of said it better, could I? the only difference is that every time I see you happier then you usually are, I'm scared. I'm scared you found someone better suited then me, and I'm scared that you don't care about me as much as I care about you. If you're sad- that means you don't have anyone special in your life, so here's the dilemma- am I too be happy by that fact, or should I give in to my feelings and be sad because the girl that deserves happiness most in the world can't get it?

Just smile.

"how many days in the year,

She woke up with hope but she only found tears,

And I can be so insincere,

Making those promises never for real,

As long as she stands there, waiting,

Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes,

How many days disappear,

You look in the mirror so how do you choose.."

I would of paid any price the world would of asked me to for a small glimpse of what you really think of me. Knowing what a person thinks these days isn't all about asking him, you gotta read the signs.  And when there are no signs, you're just standing there in the darkness, probing your way back. and what do you do until you find the light switch?

You can't see anything.

I think I can be that switch..

That switch that can light it all and show you what you're truly worth.

"your clothes never wear as well the next day,

And your hair never falls in quite the same way,

You never seem to run out of things to say…"

Have you tried looking at the better side of you? I mean, so many good qualities that are left unchecked by your lack of self esteem! I barely even know you and even I couldn't resist you.

Maybe it's just me..

But it's possible that there is something in you that you haven't seen yet.

You will.

"how many lovers would stay,

Just to put up with this shit, day after day,

How do we wind up this way,

Watching the mouths for the words that we say,

As long as we stand here waiting,

Wearing the holes in the soles of our shoes,

How do we get there today,

When we're walking too far for the price of our shoes.."

And what if one day I wake up and you're not there?

One day, I'll just wake up, and your smile won't be there as it always was, turning on the sun and the brightest of all the lights.

What if one day.. I wake up… and you're not here anymore?

That won't happen.

You know that feeling that you get when you just know something's gonna happen?

I have that feeling.