Thanks, I love you.

I was surrounded, by millions of people.
Trying to find you, trying to figure out just where you had gone.
I wasn't ready to leave you. My wings just weren't ready to fly, and I wasn't ready to leave the nest yet.
I walked and I saw mothers holding there daughters hands, and I never really payed much attention to it.
But there's a sparkle in the mothers eyes when they look at there daughter.
It's beautiful, it really is.
We glow in there eyes, a beautiful golden outline, that becomes more pure the more we succed.
I began to cry.
Not because I was upset, but because I never realized how much we really mean to our mothers.
How much I mean to my mother.
So, I pushed, and squeezed through every part of the crowd.
And soon, I found her.
My home. My life.
And I grabbed her hand, and looked her in the eyes and said

" Thank you, For everything ."

I'm afraid.

Breath in.
Breath out.
Walk left.
Walk right.
Look right.
Look left.
Breakdown silently.
Breakdown loudly.

"It's running lose, somewhere in town"
I heard the zoo chief talking to the boss.
"It just rambled right throught the cage, and ran as fast as it could.
As if it ws trying to catch something, and if it didn't run fast enought it wouldn't catch it. I sure hope it catches it. It'll be easier to find then."
I froze.
My favorite animal in the animal kingdom, the only reason I even worked at this zoo was gone.
So, I quit that job.
And I went on a search of my animal.
I wouldn't sleep for days, and I only ate hot dog weiners for dinner and lunch.
Breakfast wasn't that important to me.
I looked in every nook and crany, and I investicated on why this animal would've left.
And suddendly, one night 6 months later.
I came to the conclusion, I was never going to find the animal. Ever.
Then, as I arrived at home that night.
I saw some kind of figure sitting at my door step, and I saw it there.
My pride and joy, my favorite animal was there on my door step.
And it's mine. To take care off, and love.
He needs his time without me, and won't come home for days, and those are the night I can't sleep, and I toss and turn.
But, I always know he'll come home.
Because he came home after those 6 months.
He will always come home.
No matter what.
I am his home.
And he is mine.

A twist in our story?

I was scared when I first heard,
Scared, and betrayed. But, I guess those emotions faded.
I wasn't really sure exactly how I was feeling though.
I was completely unsure what to think.
You betrayed me, and lied to me. And I was okay with that?
Obviously not.
How could I be okay with that? But, the bigger question I had to ask myself was why?
A best friend shouldn't do things like that. That's not what a best friend would do.
Then of course, yesterday when I was with my friends that you had recently began to interact with ,I heard everything. What you were planning to do to me.
Have sex with my ex-boyfriend? Kiss him in the rain?
I heard about everything you were planning on doing.
But, what there's a part of this you don't know.
There's a twist in this story.
But, our forever has come to an end.
And our trust has been broken.
So, here comes the twist.



..

This might be quite a ride.

Well, love stories aren't real anymore and I think everyone know that these days.
Cinderella's foot got bigger, and the glass slipper didn't fit anymore.
Snow White got really tired of all the 7 dwarfs,
Sleeping Beauty had more fun sleeping, then fighting with Mr.Prince Charming.
They just aren't real these days, and I think everyone in this century knows that.
You find what you find, and you deal with it.
It might not be perfect, but it's what you have to deal with.
I found you.
And, you're nothing close to perfect, and I know that.
We fight constantly, and your always telling me what's wrong with me.
Yet, I love that feeling.
Your something I need to hold onto.
and I'm going to keep holding on, until I losed grip.
And I hope my hand holds on tight.

Maybe I would disapper without you.

I just wanna be with you.
The distance doesn't matter anymore.
I'm ready to fight it this time around.
I'm willing to fight for everything.
I love you.

You remembered the little things.

While she wished you were hers,
I wished you finally remembered me, and gave me a call.
And suddendly,
when I least expected, I heard your voice on the line.
It was like my dream came you.
Suddendly, you remember me, and everything inbetween.

Wishes don't help.

I wish you called more often.
I'm scared you'll find someone else, that's not me.


Because, I secretly found someone.
Who isn't you.