stop living my life like im in some kind of movie.
love isn't always a lightning bolt, you know?
maybe sometimes it's just a choice.

maybe true love is a decision.
you know? a decision to take a chance with somebody,
to give to somebody
and not worrying whether they'll give anything back
or if they're gonna hurt you
or if they really are the one.

maybe love isn't something that happens to me.
maybe its something that i have to choose.
so what do i do?

true love is a process, not an event
and i need it to progreessss!

ohh my head.

i'll dream about you.
i will not doubt you, with the passing of time.

DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE WAS AWESOMEEEEEEEEE!
THANKS JEN!
THANKS ZAY!

i sleep and my eyelids droop,
a veil of innocence decends.
misleading mask,
so far from sin,
that no one knows the truth within.

i sigh and with each gentle breath,
my lips seem to be smiling.
beguiling smile,
that seems sincere,
on waking's but A force verneer.

i turn with movements like a child,
a hand outstretched for comfort.
by day that hand will seize and take,
all within reach for its owner's sake.

at dawn hat innocence will go,
with the first flutter of my lids.
on waking,
if i'd retain,
the look that does not search for gain.