Be You. Be Beautiful.

Well it was nice to see your smile but it broke me that it was for her The way you look at her with so much hope and love the way you used to look at me And I saw the way you held her hand as if you would never let go that's how you used to hold mine but you let go and now it's cold Maybe I should be bitter or angry but honestly I'm just broke She took the best man I'd ever known the only man I'd ever loved but what's worse is you chose her You chose Her over me and all I'm left with are the memories a cold hand and a broken heart but it was nice to hear your voice tonight even though it was for the last time (I'll always love you.) goodbye ________. -Krista McCuistion.

Can I tell you exactly how I feel? or will you turn away from me? For me, it's worth the risk to say You give me hope You give me sorrow. Isn't funny how you give me both? I want to push you away Yet somehow someway you pull me in. Your broken past hooks mine and as badly as I wish for it to release I also wish for it to stay. Crazy how I can feel so alone yet feel as if I'm in a crowd of people. Serenity and chaos, that's what you are. How can I explain this growing emotion toward you......could it be...could it be love? Could this chaotic emotion be what's desperately pulling me in as I unwillingly pull away? Is that what love is? I have all these mixed emotions flooding me I don't know what to make of it. Every time I think of you I smile and feel giddy like a child Butterflies dance every time you call me. You're the one I want yet at the same time I just want you out of my life. You drive me crazy with your self-pity bu...

I am twenty the first time a boy calls me a bitch. And my first reaction is to apologize But I quickly realize That the one who should apologize is you You are the boy who called me a bitch simply because I would not spread my legs for you. Now I will admit that I've imagined how you would feel inside of me and those are some pretty damn good thoughts which quickly turn to thoughts of dread and regret I'll also admit that I want you I honestly and desperately want you and this terrifies me. I know that all you want is sex I know your reputation How you treat girls like objects to satisfy your pleasure Yet I still want you and you know that I've told you that I want you. But you don't seem to understand why I can't let myself have you. I'm a mess I'm emotional and unstable I don't know how to trust Too many of my nights are filled with tears I often mistake lust for love I'm insecure I seek attention from guys and...