Haven't you wanted to tell someone they're your world but were too afraid to even look them in the eye? I know for a fact I have. I am usually way to shy or afraid of how they'll react to it. I mean that's pretty big. Telling someone they're your world is pretty big....It's kind of scary in a way. I don't know, it's like something inside me tells me I'm being stupid and that the person will hate me and never want to talk to me again. Man I really can ******** everything up can't I? I must be the Queen of ******** Up's. Really I must be or it's just genetics. I doubt genetics determine how many different ways one person can ******** up. Anyway back to the point...What if there isn't another day or minute or month or year you get to spend with that person? Then what? Then you just wasted you whole life trying to tell someone something that maybe they felt too. Anyway, I'm rambling and not really making sense so I'm gunna stop. But please if you want to tell someone how much they mean to you, GO FOR IT. You may never get another chance.
I Miss You – Incubus
To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didn't think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
Is a three-fold, utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can't explain.
So would I be out of line if I said,
I miss you.
I see your picture; I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away.
I know I'll see you again
whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care
and I miss you
Only Hope – Mandy Moore
There's a song that's inside of my soul.
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold.
But you sing to me over and over and over again.
So, I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope.
Sing to me the song of the stars.
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again.
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again.
So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours
I know now, you're my only hope.
I give you my destiny.
I'm giving you all of me.
I want your symphony, singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs, I'm giving it back.
So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours
I pray, to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope.
Hmmmmm, hmmmmm, oooooh.
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