

You Are Summerto a boy: i looked at my calendar, and my mind drifted away to thoughts of you. we would have been together for a year. i guess we were just proof positive that summer love doesn't last. but i'll never forget you. your smile makes me wonder why we're not still together. your eyes ask me if i remember how much i needed you. your lips speak, asking me if i forgot how much you said you loved me, without even moving. your picture tells our stories, and reminds me of the way i felt for you. my vulnerabilities seceded to the comforts i found in you. &You Are Summer
Lost
The Beauty

Good EnoughTo Whom It May Concern:Good Enough
Good grief, stupid boy. Good job on hurting me. Good tries won't heal this, and Good memories won't fix this. Good intentions don't mean much, when Good feelings are absent from my mind.
There's a Good chance that I'll ignore you now. Good enough is not the way love should be. Good luck on deflating your ego. Good riddance is all that's left now;
You make
Goodbye easy.
you rock!
WishUponAStarr44: poem = deviation
This is what i have to resort to to understand these big words on this site
Person 2: "we need to work on spacing."
me: "we were only on the field once! we needed to work out on that field!" me continue to cry.
i think the band was scared of me. they were nice and were like no one saw that but oh well. i think the guys had thought i was an ogre and when i cried got scared. oh well. not good. then person 3 reminds everyone about IT. yea. not good. me cry all of 3rd quarter.
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