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He Was There (You Were There) What makes me think about you more? Sometimes I can’t get you off my mind Your smile, your laugh, your goofiness Or the fact you are like no one else I could find I’ll sit and stare at a ceiling and wonder Are you thinking about someone else? Or do you have these thoughts and feelings too? Thinking about memories we shared Sometimes I think about seeing you again Sometimes I feel like I don’t care But when I do, you always listen You always heard what I had to share Just like how you’d been all my life How you were always there for me For me, I’m struggling each and every day For

Some Days Some days I think about you more, And the memories I do explore. The times we shared and laughed and played, And stayed out in the sun all day. The times we cuddled close inside, And when it was scary in your arms I'd hide. Sometimes I think about your laugh, And the way we'd split everything in half. Or how we'd explore each and every day, In all new and fun creative ways. Or we'd act like kids and build forts, And how our fun would never come up short. Some days I think about you more, Today more than ever before. I hope your day is filled with happiness and smiles, And everyone stays and talks awhile. I hope that while y

The Perfect Man Dear God, I have a request, I need the perfect man you know. One that is gentle and kind, And far more than I could ever show. I need him to be perfect, I’ll tell you about him now. I have this little list you see, About what I would allow. He has to be charming and handsome, And his hair not to long but just right. He has to be a good gamer, And not just the COD playing type. He has to look good in a tux, And have a dorky but cute smile. Be understanding and caring, And stay and talk a while. Actually have debates and discussions, That don’t end up in an arguing mess. And compromises come easily, With confli

To The Friend How little I must matter To a friend I hold so dear Was it the way I try to help? Or the fact I don't let you disappear Was it the fact I defend your opinions Or the fact I don't let you be wrong Or maybe the fact that I like to be unbiased Or maybe how I am not that strong I go in with an open-mind Trying to tear fantasy from facts But the fact you are blind Diminishes that So how little I must matter To a friend that drops me like nothing And here I sit and hurt And you probably aren't even aching So to the friend I hold so dear I want to you know Even though you hurt me twice I'll never let you go To the friend I've hel

Darkness into Light I am the darkness There is no light I’ve done many things That were not right I’ve only sunk deeper With each passing day With more hatred growing One less thing to say No one saw what I did No one knew what I felt Just abandoned and rotten My cards were dealt I struggle with my choice Nothing left to lose I have only one thing left That I can do But then here you come Understanding the pain Knowing the sorrow and anger The constant strain You see what I did You know what I felt That there is no light without darkness No ice you that can’t melt Change me, you did Turn me, you shall Make me realize

This what empathy is. I will never say I know, What it is you are going through. The pain, the torture, the anguish, The bills that are past due. Even though we may not know, We understand the pain of going through it. Lying each and every day by smiling, But each and every night wanting to quit. Each our own little paths. Each our own little confusion And we hold each others hands Saying "it's okay to be human."

Voice It’s all my fault. I didn’t know. No one told me, That I hurt you so. I found out, After you stopped talking to me, That I had broken your heart, So unwillingly. I never even knew, And you never said a thing. Probably to keep me from hurting, That’s why you kept the ring. I had Post-Traumatic Amnesia. It changed how I felt inside. Making me vulnerable, To all of his superficial lies. I struggled to get out, To be free of this mess, And finally when I did, I caused you more stress. I never meant to hurt you, To cause you a single tear. It hurts me more than anything, That I caused such unsaid fear. But what you d

Breathless I wonder what you think about, When you are all alone, Staring in the mirror, Or talking on the phone. Do you still think about me? Does it hit you to your core? Does it cause you to be breathless? Even sending you to the floor? I know we try not to think about it, Try not to care, But the memories still hit me, As if you are still there. The time you sat by my side, Or holding hands in the car. That smile, the laugh, Makes me feel like you aren’t far. The memories are never bad. They just remind me that you are there. Maybe even watching out for me, Showing that you still care. Sometimes I feel you hold my hand, Or I t