.. i could follow you to the beginning and relive the start. then maybe we'll remember to slow down all our favorite parts ..

We can take this as slow or as fast as you want to, as long as we take it somewhere.

i'm telling you, you don't want to fall for me. You don't even wanna be with me. I'd make a terrible girlfriend. I'm horrible at keeping in touch with people, I'd forget tto call. I change my mind way too much and I love going out with friends, I can't settle. I've fallen in love and had my heart broken, more than once by the same boy. I lost the pieces so don't bother to try to put them back together, I'd never cheat on you, but I'd make you worry. You don't want to fall for me, but I'm falling for you. And if it's okay with you, I want to change all those things about me, just to be with you-- if i could hear words come out of your mouth, any words at all-- it would be these


there was a girl i used to know but i haven’t seen her in awhile. she was beautiful, smart, confident, free spirited. she could turn an uneasy silence into a conversation. she could make you smile just like that, and she could even make you cry just like that. she felt like she could change the world, paint it different colors. she could conquer anything. she believed in fairytales, dreams, and love. until that day when he took her love away. her smile faded and turned to tears. and now that the tears have run dry she feels empty, lonely, even though she’s not alone. her pride has faded. her hope seems lost. she doubts herself, no longer feels worth or beautiful. now the silence is her own. her eyes have dulled. her laugh is forever changed. the colors she tries to paint are now dried up and grey. her dreams have disappeared. her fairytale is just a memory that’s long gone all because he took her love away. i miss that girl. i wonder if she’ll ever be the same.

i like the part of you that isn't afraid to say how you feel. i like
the part of you that doesn't care what other people think about
you. the part of you that keeps me coming back for more. the
part of you that isn't completely predictable, but yet still spontaneous
at the same exact moment. i want the part of you that is willing to
work things out, no matter how bad things get


for the first time in my life, i feel like i'm doing something right, because when i look at him, it's there. in everything he does to me, it's there. i don't know what it is, but i know that it is there, and I hope it’s never going to leave.

If I could, I would do all of this again.
Travel back in time with you to where this all began.
We could hide inside ourselves and leave the world behind.
We could believe that there is something more to find.


I hate how i can’t look back and point out where it changed, but i can look back and remember the times where it was different, and thus be upset that it has changed. i hate how i don’t know why it changed, and that i don’t know what to do to change it back. i hate that it changed and that it may never revert to how it was.