I'm Sorryyou've got a new best friend,she's your age and she's smiling and happysorry I can't be what you wantbut you knowI am me and it's okay if you start a trendof sweets and smiles and being sappysorry I'm not being hersorry I don't meet the standardswhen was it that you saIdthat being a best friend meantthat I had to live up to whatyou wanted? your expectationsaren't what I want and theyaren't what I needyou've got a new boyfriend,so I hear he's rotten,sorry I can't be what you wantbut you knowI am not him and you thinkhis love's just begunsorry I'm not like himsorry I don't like his attitudebut you know, I'll alwaysbe there to watch your backand loan out my shoulder,just for those dreary nightswhen he's left you brokenbecause I love youyou've lost your souland I heard it's quite a storysorry that happenedbut you knowI warned you, and nowyou're just the fading glorysorry I'm a ghostsorry you lost meand now's the time to admityou could use a hand right n
Salty Tearsyour tearsyour salty tearsthey make the ocean trembleand the forest shakeplease stop crying,your salty tearsbecause theybring down the sunand out come the cloudsand your salty tearsstain the paper notesyou've just readand the paper hearts,and because ofyour salty tearsthe ink has bleddown from your fingersonto the floorwhere no heartought to bebecause ofyour salty tears
smilingif you could smile just once, i'd bottle it upand tell you that i'm saving it for good luck.
glowmade to vent a little & to just write.she smiles and laughs, the cool autumn breeze brushing her pale skin as she shivers and glances up at the sky through her open window.it's like a small trickle of water, sliding down a maple leaf after a sun shower. slowly it eases it's way to the tip of the leaf, pausing before dropping the few feet to the soft pine needles on the floor of the forest.it's a feeling of complete bliss, if just for that moment. she doesn't know why, but just talking to old friends and new friends alike causes a small glow inside of her that she can't seem to escape. not that she wants to. the feeling is warm, it is fuzzy, and it brings out a rare smile.but the girl doesn't quite understand how people can't do the same as her. she cannot fathom how people refuse to accept that others around them make them glow, that the more people there are, the brighter the glow. and as the girl thinks this over, her cheeks feel warm and she realizes that she too, was onc
a little doodle of chirami that I did on my new CS5 X3