In the end If I learn nothing but the way Your lips curls up into a smile And the way your eyes light up When I walk into the room I know enough of the world To know it was a good place.
Happiness has always been temporary, A break from the misery A smile cracked to increase the plot Nothing more than an accident on a Saturday night
I have felt true happiness True joy With you
I hope when you look at me you see my eyes first Instead of the acne scars on my cheeks Or the fresh garden of pimples on my chin I hope when you look at me you see my smile Instead of the bags under my eyes and my crooked teeth I hope you hear my laugh and hear the joy Before you hear the snort that will inevitably follow
I hope you see me as a light in your life And never as a burden on your heart I hope every silly look or smile reminds you of spring time And the blush of my cheeks remind you of cherry blossoms
I hope you never forget that I see your eyes first And your smile is like sunshine on a cloudy day Your arms are a shelter I could live in forever Your laugh is an echoing symphony in my ears I hope you see me Like I see you Every imperfection invisible to the eye, all I see is you.
Highschool
I keep waiting for you to forget me I hang on for dear life I’m treated like an option And you expect me to be your wife
No one has treated me like you No one has ever been so cruel Late at night on the weekends I am hurting, Longing for any sign that you know
Don’t let this be the rest of my life This can’t be all there is.
College
I’m tired Because I didn’t sleep Because I stayed up Thinking about you Because I miss you
I’m tired Of a job that isn’t fulfilling Of working so damn hard for nothing Of chasing
I’m tired All the time And yet I live Despite it all
I’m still waiting for your call If you ever feel like you’re Tired I’m waiting Forever
Quiet Sunday, music playing I romanticize these afternoons Furry friends napping, playing, growing Change feels different with you
Supermarket flowers in a crystal vase Yellow walls and chipped paint Our love is slow and steady My only foundation without cracks I yearn for what this is
Quiet Sunday, music playing I romanticize my love with you.