

realityI can't shake the feeling that maybe there's some beauty in my sadness. That maybe you see it and think of how lovely I look right before the tears spill. That maybe you want to dry them with kisses and find out how pretty I am when I smile.reality
You don't treat me like everyone else, with me you seem cautious, afraid. Maybe you see how fragile my heart is and the weakness in my knees and you don't want to break me. Maybe you're biding your time and building up the courage to hold me when my feet fall out from beneath my legs.
I can't be perfect, but I hope you'll want me anyway. Because I draw just for the joy of making


I like to pretend its easyyoure smiling and nodding your head and the soft, sweet music is flooding over me, pulling me under. I feel like Im wrapped in a warm blanket and the only thing I can think that would make this better is if you were in love with me. we should be in love. a voice says, and at first I think its mine but no, its you. we should. I say, and what I want to say is that I already love you and the only thing left to be done is for you to love me too.I like to pretend its easy
The live band seems to pause and watch us, like they know one half of the no-were-just-friends couple is actually in love with the other and I see th


life is not a fairy taleit wasnt love at first sight it couldnt be,life is not a fairy tale
love at first sight was for girls who smile at the stars and make eyelash wishes
and Im not a princess.
how could it be love if this wasnt a fairy tale?
three days later
you said hi to me and you made an eyelash wish and I fell in love officially
and suddenly your imperfections made you more beautiful.
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Toothachesyour smile is like fairy floss. so, so sweet, melting away in the hot sunToothaches
your voice is a violin's song. light and airy, making me wanting to cry at its sadness
but I've had too many teeth pulled from cavities and I've always loathed the violin.
you hate when I say 'sorry'. 'it's pointless,' you say, 'you didn't do anything anyway.'
you despise my artistic abilities. 'why do you have to be better than me? at anything?'
well, I painted a portrait of you and I burned it. sorry.
our love was like
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