Show me mercy

Peter please don't come near me. 

You know me too well when I'm lonely. 

Which 

Is 

Never..

Ending. 

Peter please stay away. 

Let me get through one more day. 

And do not take my breath away. 

Only my eyes who don't see you through your really 

Are 

Not.. 

Lies. 

Peter please don't make my heart hurt any longer. 

I need to learn how to be stronger. 

But please, peter, stay with me longer. 

Longer than the suns moan for the moon. Longer than a catipillar waits for its cacoon. 

Longer than I can see you. 

But peter please show me kindness 

By letting me be- by letting me go. 

A deep question to ponder about

Let's say there are 2 people. They have the exact same thoughts and personality. They are the same person with one tiny difference. 

They have mean and cruel thoughts. 

But only one of them acts on them. 

The other keeps those thoughts to them. 

This is my question, is one meaner than the other? 

Or are they equal in being "a bad" person. 

Is it our actions that claim who we are? 

Or the thoughts? 

Both? 

Neither? 

My latest goal is to be as selfless as possible. Others come first. I don't think like that enough these days. For example: I notice that sometimes (if I'm upset with a person or whatever) i have that urge to say something bratty or be a wimp about it. but I tell myself to either not say anything at all. Or I do the opposite, do something extremely nice. 

No matter what though I still had that thought of anger, and being upset with that person. Even if I didn't actually act on my emotions.

If I had, I'm still the same person. 

So is it our actions or our thoughts that prove how much of a good person we are?

Happy birthday. Sorry you didn't get to hear it from me today. 

My rant on Valentines Day

Valentines day is all about affection and love connection right? 

Mmm. Think again. 

You know the girls that have like 10 thousand boys stumbling for them? And on that 14th day of febuary they're walking the halls with 7 balloons 2 stuffed animals and a new necklace. They come up to you like, oh hey! What'd you get? Oh wait...

And you think "get the f*** out."

 Such a loving holiday- isn't it? 

What's funny is the girls that have the good valentines days are the ones that brag about it. 

But what about the boys? 

Why dont girls ever get them stuff? 

And I mean it must be pretty nerve wracking to go up to a girl with a valentine card or something. 

And let's face it, every girl wants a rose with a letter on their doorstep. 

And I'm sorry to break it to you but- don't count on it. 

And no you're not ugly. Or not an awesome person. 

Your just not one of the girls that do anything for guys attention. 

I mean, I don't hate this holiday. 

But I don't like it. 

It's not because I'm single this season. 

Or because I haven't had an actually good valentines day before.

But because all it does is destroy girls confidence. 

And boys too. 

It does more wrong then good. 

So maybe this month lets all show some love. 

In the right way. 

 

I hate love poems.

I've never really been in love. 

I don't know if its because I'm young or if I just haven't found the "one"

But is it possible to be in love with more than one? 

Or to never find one at all? 

What if this feeling is so different- I don't know what to do? 

Because I've never really been in love,

But I know I've always wanted to. 

I want the feeling of slow dancing under a bridge. 

I want the feeling of smiling even though there isn't a reason. 

I want this feeling I've only seen in movies

I just want this feeling in me, not them. 

I've never really been in love. 

But does anybody even realize when?

I don't get this roller coaster love puts you through..

I've never really been in love. 

I just know- I've always wanted to. 

My very own grocery store

Im starving today. 

Im scouring through the piles upon piles of the worlds isles to find that one piece of sensation that I crave. 

I have a hunger for something I've never tasted before. 

I have a hunger for something so satisfying my world melts at the thought of it. 

The smell of it. 

The sight of it. 

I can almost taste the bittersweet shock on my ever so thankful taste buds. 

My taste buds never have that buffet of variety like they used to.   

I've already forgotten the differences of my favorite tastes. 

I dont care how delicious anymore, I'm just starving. 

I'm starving today. 

I miss the cove.

Remember our cove?

I miss it like the sweet sun misses the moon in the morning time. 

I miss it like your coffee misses your smiling lips. 

I miss it like i miss the way you used to laugh at my jokes as if they were actually jokes. 

I miss the way you used to laugh and how I couldn't ever stop. 

I miss the cove we sat in and talked for hours in. 

I miss the cove we'd relax in until even our eyes were silent. 

The cove that we found on that adventurous windy day. 

I miss the cove that started that first kiss. 

I miss us being there. In that cove. 

I just miss you. 

Now that your starting to talk to me,

I don't know what to do. 

Because I just, miss you.