That Ex

Soooo you are never gonna guess who I saw at Walmart yesterday! Well, maybe you will guess because of the title of this post.. Well anyway, I saw him!! I saw the ex that I spent months getting over! I saw that ex that I just knew I'd be with forever! And despite all the weirdness that went along with it, I think I'm gonna be OK. :)

Oh What Joy

Oh what joy it would bring me if only we could be..
We could be free to flee from every entity in thee universe
So here's a verse from me to you just to disperse my woe for us two
Yes us-you and I... A girl can only try so hard to hide and fight back. But pride
always gets me. It gets me right when I feel I'm free. I sense a hint of something else that should inhibit me..
But we...
Man we could be something great! What we have here is fate or maybe destiny...
Whatever it be, it's hindering me.. I think it's a force that hates divorce and sorrow and pain and covers me from the rain.. The storm through which I could go if I followed my own soul
This force tells me, see, that you're not the one for me.. But I'm not sure if this force is saying "not now" or "not ever".. Whatever the weather, my eyes see my wants and my heart cries forever!
... Anyhow and any way that it's possible to say.. Love could be our fate if we just ran away..
Disobedience would be the case if we agreed to that race... But I say we remain pure in the eyes of the one who can cure any disease, because I'm uneasy when I see that I am not yours...
And though I want so badly to be..
I must be obedient to THEE.

Define Fun.

So I was just making some brownies with my sister a second ago and after putting the mix into the oven, I indulged in the sweet chocolatiness of the batter that was left in the bowl.. As I was doing this, I remembered being younger and finding this part of the brownie-making process to be the absolute best and I found it to be completely fun using my fingers and tongue to clean every inch of the bowl. This time I used a small spoon to clean the bowl and it made me wonder why I even found it to be fun using my hands and mouth before...
It's funny how our minds can take us from one thought to another and the two thoughts may not even be closely related. Anyhow, I realized that a lot of the "fun" things I used to do when I was younger I probably not consider to be fun anymore. When I was younger, I would think that the fun things I saw people doing on TV were truly fun. I would see kids laughing and having a good time with their friends in fun pillow fights. But when I had an actual pillow fight, it was not fun at all. I would see sisters making brownies in the kitchen and getting messy, but having a good time.. Making brownies has never been that way for me.. So maybe it's just the way "fun" is portrayed in the media that makes life less enjoyable.. Maybe that's why making brownies has never been fun to me, but instead it was just baking..
... Or maybe my fun is just a different kind of fun.

Zzz...

Lately I've been going to bed pretty late and consequently, waking up late as well. But last night I went to bed on time...ish. I was in bed at about midnight which is early for me.. So as soon as I get home today I am nappin my butt off! :)

... Kinda like that :)

We're Cool

Let's just say that for now, we're cool. We're alright as friends.. We've gone back to being secret admirers and never anything more.. And while I was OK with this before, I'm not sure how I feel about it now. Because now I know for sure that you're into me and you know for sure that I'm into you. I just don't see a point in us wasting these feelings that we have for each other when these feelings don't happen very often. There aren't very many guys like you and there aren't very many girls like me, I would assume. So why should we let this like that we have for each other be wasted? Because you're going off to college in two years? Because you don't want to deal with a break up? Because you don't know if you can handle a long distance relationship?
Well, I think those are sucky reasons. All of them. I want you... And you want me.. So why not go for it??

My, You've Changed!

And at first it was for the better. But now things have definitely taken a turn for the worst. A turn down memory lane. Why must we go this route again? It only brings about  humiliation and shame and slander to those who can say that they've vouched for your name... Now... I just feel ashamed that I let my heart get away again. And I trusted in something with clearly no fame for ever being honest or real, but vain. It's sad, so true how I found you to be one of the only ones left of the few. But now it's coo cause I see you for who is you and what you do.
My, my, my, you've changed,  dear friend. I just hope and pray that you'll get back on track again.

ForgetfulL

I guess I just forget how silly I can be
that when I would start to think, I'd get excited about you and me.
I guess I just forgot that when I get that spot
in the middle of my tummy to let it go before it rots
I guess I was forgetting how crazy that thought was
that one day you and I could ever have something like love
Silly me.. Because of how forgetfulL I can be
When I forget sometimes that you're only sixteen.
How forgetfulL of me; "Oh how embarrassed she must be
to set her feelings free and not have anything to receive."
That's what they must say bout forgetfulL little me
When they see just how crazy I was about we.

With These Hands I Shall Hold YOU ;)

Sooooo it wasn't anything super special.. But for a short while today, that guy and I held hands. :) It was BEAUTIFUL!

If All Else Fails....

Seems like lately nothing is going right for me.. *Siiiiigh* Right now I just need to type out all of these crazy emotions before I LOSE MY MIND! :( First of all, I lost my purity ring.. I don't mean that I had sex, but I physically LOST my ring.. I usually put it in my sports bra during volleyball practice and after practice it was no longer there.. So, now I am purity ring-less. Second, I left my favorite TJ Maxx jacket at a volleyball game at Wyandotte. That, I believe, I will never get back. Because when's the next time I'm gonna be at Wyandotte? And just yesterday when I finally remembered to bring home my outfit for Women's Ensemble, I left it in the gym after practice. And when I went to go back and get it today, it wasn't there. So, it feels like my life as a whole is just SOL. Completely. And I like to think that this is an almost perfect world where people return the things that they find or at least turn them in to the lost and found, but it's not looking like that's how the world operates.. It's lookin more like it's the exact opposite and that this world is far from perfect.. I just don't know what to do now.. The lady in the office told me to pray and ask the Holy Spirit to lead me to my lost items.. So now that all else has failed in epic fashion, that's exactly what I'm gonna do. Please pray, guys.

All I Ever Wanted Was to Act on My Attractions

Hay, Bloggies! Boy have I got some news for YOU! :D I haven't really spoken about this guy in a loooooooong time, but remember when I told you all about one of my ex's best friends that I was TOTALLY attracted to and he gave me his number and that we were texting?? :) Well.... This post has A LOT to do with him. :)

I'll begin my story at the homecoming dance. I went with my best friend and we both looked stunning, by the way! This is a pic of us before the dance:

So anyway, at the dance was the guy that I'm sort of attracted to. After deciding in my mind a few months ago that he didn't like me back, I just accepted the fact that we would only be friends, so I had a blast with him at homecoming! We danced a few times and had an overall great time! And by the end of the night, I was totally checkin him out a lot more than I had been in the past few months.

Anyway, after homecoming he sent me a text saying that he had a great time and that I was beautiful and I was thinking "aww how sweet!" But because I thought that he didn't like me in that way, I didn't think much of the sweet text. But the next day, he confessed that he'd been attracted to me all along! :D I was soooooo happy!

But...

Now I'm not sure what's supposed to happen.. I mean I don't understand why he decided to tell me this now... Because he hasn't really made any moves yet.. If he even will. I know that I'm not a very patient person and that's something that I'm working on, so maybe I should just wait.. But I feel like he had to have a reason for telling me now.. Anyway, I'm just really happy that he told me! But I also feel kind of weird now that I know.. I feel like maybe he's expecting me to act some sort of way now, even though he said he doesn't want things to get weird between us.. :D

Wish me luck with this one, guys! From what I know about him, he's a pretty great guy! And because I was able to allow myself to get comfortable with him and become friends with him, he and I are pretty close :) I love that guy.. But in a friendly way. :) Yup... Sure do!

HELP!!!!

Ok, so I'm taking an algebra 2 class.. And I wanna cry.. It's so HARD! :(

Get Focused!

Hay, bloggies! So I told you guys that I made the varsity volleyball team this year. So this is like my year! I should be killing, blocking, and digging the ball every chance I get, right? So, what's wrong with me? Every time I get out there on the court, I think too darn much. My coach and my teammates tell me that I need to stop thinking and just react, but even when I think that I'm doing that, I end up with 9 errors in one match... :-\
Soooooo... I just don't know what to do.. I know I have all the mechanics and the potential to be a great volleyball player... But.. Why can't I just live up to that potential?
I'm still working on it, guys.. So please just pray for me! It'd be SOOOOO GREATLY appreciated!

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun!

So, I asked my friend if he was going to homecoming this year and he told me probably not. :( This is one of my good guy friends and so I was like 'Why not?' His response is that he has waaaaay too many memories and his only explanation for that lame excuse was that girls just wanna have fun.

And so I got to thinking, is this really true?

I mean, I've seen it first hand that many high school girls are all about having a good time and so are a lot of high school guys, too. At homecoming last year, there was a lot of twerking, as to be expected, by many wild girls and lots of other kinds of wild dancing. But is it fair to say that all girls only wanna have fun?? I think not.

As I've learned recently about myself, I'm a very focused and driven girl. When I set my mind on something, I must accomplish the task at hand with flying colors. I hate not being the best at something. So when my friend said that all girls just wanna have fun, I was totally offended by this.

Of course, I do love a good time. But a good time can be perceived in many different ways by different people. For instance, fun to me can be as simple as the picture below....

But other girls can see fun as being something close to this image....

Either way, the statement "all girls just wanna have fun" is totally invalid.. However, if you remove a single word, the revised statement could have some truth value ;)

Girls just wanna have fun :)

She's So WEIRD!

Why is it that everywhere I go in all stages of life, people always tell me that I'm weird? I remember in elementary school people would always tell me that I was weird.. Not a lot of people were jumping up and down to be friends with me because of this. And now I'm in high school and MANY people have told me that their first impression of me was that I'm weird. Why is that exactly? I'm a little unsure...

And after asking some people why they thought this about me, I've learned that it's because I'm always happy.. Or because I skip down the hall sometimes.. Or because I like holding hands with people.. Or even because I would talk to almost ANYONE. And after hearing all this, I reflect on my behavior and yes, all this is true. But does that make me weird?


Does it really make me a weird person because I'm always happy or am I just a high-spirited person? Do I have to be called weird because I like to skip around places or can I just have a lot of energy? Do I have to be classified as a weirdo because I hold hands with a lot of people? Or can I just be a touchy person? Maybe there are people with only a few of those traits but not all of them.. And me having all of them makes me weird. So weird to the point where some people "can't stand" me. Or so weird that no one wants to talk to me, but instead talk about me.

But the funny thing is that if I knew a girl like me I would jump at the chance to talk to her because I've never met anyone comparable. :)

I Got Over It ;)

Hay, bloggies! As I promised, I am posting about the story of how I got over the ex that I "loved so much." :)  So sit back, relax, grab a snack maybe and read on.... :)

Background Info
So, as you all know, that guy and I were together for three months. Actually, we broke up on September 8th, which is coming up pretty soon! :) That was the longest relationship I'd ever been in, just in case you guys didn't know that already. I typically would get tired of my boyfriends after about two weeks once the infatuation period was over. But this guy [we'll call him AAA] was different for some reason and this reason was unknown to me. Recently, I've realized that it was solely physical attraction. AAA had a great sense of humor as well, but he sucked as a boyfriend in a long-distance relationship. If both of us had been on the same page and maybe communicated a little bit better, we probably would've lasted longer. But at this point, I'm done regretting things. :) Because I'm over him.

The Breakup
Now that I've given a little bit of background information, let's get to the interesting part-- the breakup! On September 8, 2010, AAA and I broke up. Our relationship ended the same way it began-- through text. I started the breaking up process with a text telling AAA that having a long-distance relationship was "a lot harder than I thought it would be." And his response was upsetting to say the least. AAA said that he believed that it was difficult for him, too, and that he understood if I wanted to break up. Now, if this were any of my past boyfriends speaking, I would've just said 'Ok, it's over.' But this wasn't any of the guys that I'd quickly gotten over before real feelings of affection could possibly develop. This was AAA, the guy that I thought I was in love with. Anyway, by the end of our conversation, we had broken up and he said that he had to go. Looking back on the breakup now, I feel stupid because I should've seen the signs of his character and predicted a breakup like this one. However, from the very beginning I did not listen to my instincts telling me that he probably wasn't the best choice, as we were not on the same level of maturity. I simply wanted more out of the relationship and he just wasn't ready. So while I was with AAA, I always saw his potential and our potential together, which of course never amounted to anything because we ended up splitting after three months.

The Aftermath
After AAA and I broke up, I was devastated. I cried the night of our breakup, the morning after our breakup, and all the days that followed our breakup. Ok.. So that was a bit of an exaggeration. I didn't really cry that much, but crying after a breakup is completely abnormal for me. The guys I dated before AAA never meant so much to me because I'd never invested so much time and energy into any of them. So this breakup hurt baaaaaad. For the longest time I thought I would never get over him because he was so perfect and good-looking. He was funny and he was a gentleman. He seemed like the only "good guy" on this earth, or in Kansas City, at least. Although I knew this wasn't true, I became very impatient during the healing process and wanted AAA back soooooo badly! Of course I would never tell him that. I wanted him to come back to me. But the feeling that he and I could one day amount to something again  burned in my heart and continued to haunt me in life. For the longest time, simply thinking about him would cause me to tear up. Eventually, I was able to think about him for a few minutes before getting emotional again, but the pain still remained. This was the worst breakup ever!

Getting Over It... Finally!
So after months of harboring the pain from my breakup with AAA, I decided to search his name on facebook to see if anything would pop up. While we were together he didn't have a facebook, which was something that I admired about him, so you can imagine how surprised I was to see that his name popped up in my search box. I was a little hesitant at first, but I finally went to his page. I scrolled through all the pictures of him and his younger sister when they were kids and family photos that he had posted. I looked through his wall posts and statuses and nothing had upset me until I saw a post from a girl that I used to go to school with. She posted on his wall saying how she missed him and blah blah blah... He replied that he missed her, too and that she should hit him up.. He gave her his number. After seeing that, I lost it. I cried and cried for about ten minutes then I lay down and I cried some more. I kept thinking about what a fool I had been for ever liking him and about how his statuses showed another side of him that I could've easily picked up on if I hadn't been so infatuated with him. I felt terrible, but seeing that he wasn't anything like the guy I thought he was and that he'd been moving on opened my eyes to something that really helped me overcome my pain. AAA was not worth all that. He clearly wasn't the guy that I was so "in love with," but I saw what I wanted to see when I was with him. Finally seeing him for who he really was and what he was about made me realize that he doesn't deserve to be the reason for my tears. I can now look at his facebook page and at his new girlfriend's page without getting the least bit emotional. :)
But instead, I laugh at all their cute little posts...

"I miss you!.... I miss you more... You're the best boyfriend ever!"


Now I can look at all that and laugh.. Because I've been there before :) But I'm over it.

Two B's!!

OK, so little miss perfectionist me was not very happy to find that on only the third week of school I already have two B's! One in English II and one in Chemistry. Now some may think that chemistry is a tough class and a B+ is good to have! But it's just the third week of school. We've only done things that I already learned last year, which means that there should be no reason for me to have anything other than an A+.

So after crying my eyes out and talking to my mom, I feel somewhat reassured. My mom reminded me that my grades will probably teeter a bit for a while, but she won't be concerned until I bring home a C or D. So, clearly my mom doesn't know who I am. B's are NOT in my vocabulary and I'm letting all of you guys know that by the time progress reports come out, I will have all A's. Because I will have all A's all year. Like last year. And kinda like the year before that. And the year before that. And the year before that. Now the year before that one is a different story, but I will NOT ruin the cycle! :)

Pray for me though, guys! It's really stressful, but I WILL SURVIVE!

Bump, Set, Spike!

Hay, bloggies! I know it's been forever and 2 days but I've got something worth blogging about today!

I had my very first varsity volleyball game today! :)

Even though we lost, I still feel like super pumped to get out there and play again! I'm ready to get better and really just play again! :) I accomplished my goal of making varsity this year!

Next goal: become excellent at EVERY position :)

Totally doable! Ahhhh yay!

P.S. My last post said that I couldn't get over that ex that I "loved so much." Lol. Well, I'm over him now! :) I'll blog later about that story, guys! Nighty night!

Get Over It

So, how am I supposed to get over you when I've never really had to get over anyone before?? I mean, not anyone that I truly cared for... And am I supposed to move on when I still have "feelings" that are still there? I mean, I don't even know if I do still have feelings for you.. I just know that I never got closure... And my feelings are hurt because... Just because... I guess I just expected you to come running back to me... Because I'm a Johnson.. Guys always realize that they did us wrong and come running back.. So, what's my mistake??? And now it's like only the wrong kind of guys are trying to talk to me.. Guys that I don't want... So, what now? How am I supposed to get over you?????????? Why can't I just get over you?

You Love Me! You Really Love Me!

Today I received a lovely card in the mail.. It read:

I love you..... BIG TIME!

:) And guess who it was from!

Drumroll, please.......

My nanna :)

Alright, I know it sounds cheesey, but it really meant a lot to me.

I guess I should add that it's my grandma on my dad's side of the family. In the past, I haven't really been close to them.. I'm glad that I am getting a chance to grow closer, though.

So in a few days, my nanna will be receiving a card saying:

I love you.... WAAAAAAAY MORE!

And I guess it shall continue from there! ;)

Potty Mouth! xP

I LOOOOOVE you, Bobby Ray Simmons AKA B.o.B but...

You sure got a potty mouth on you!

Wakin Up to Love!:).... Or Just Wakin Up

Good morning, Bloggies! If you're wondering why I am up so early, so am I! So maybe we can figure this out together! .... :) I went to bed at about 3 A.M. and I don't believe I should be awake right now..

You're probably thinking that I was rudely awakened by some blaring alarm clock or loud parents. Although my parents were up and moving about, I doubt that the noise they were making was loud enough to be bothersome to my sleep. So, I'm not exactly sure why I am awake..

But I can't go back to sleep now.

Soooo... I will be sipping coffee and getting ready for my semi-long day! :)

Who's Right?

Ever have a conflict with a friend and you think he/she's totally wrong??

And no matter how you look at it, you can't possibly see eye to eye..

Then you wonder.... Am I in the wrong here??

But still... It just seems better your way..

Sucks when that happens between best friends. :-\

I Thank You

Even though we are no longer best friends, our friendship has taught me a lot about myself and life in general. We were once great friends and I will always cherish that, but there's a reason we are no longer. However, one benefit that I received from being friends with you is knowledge. I had never met anyone like you before. You were so outspoken and honest. I loved it. Still do. I love you.
Thank you for helping me.
:)

So Not Over You

What I thought I had; what I thought I knew

I guess it was all over after we were through.

Once I had a dream that allowed me to see

How upset I am when there's only me

But this can't be real, although it feels true

I was just fine before I was with you

So why am I so hurt and discombobulated

When while we were together, it was you whom I hated

I can't understand. Maybe to me it was unknown

Everything that I had until it was gone.

Even so....

Now that you are gone, it only feels true

That I never have been and never will be truly over you.

Dream

It was the last day of school and, for some reason, all of the students were in some kind of auditorium. We were all just sitting around waiting to be told what we should do next. I, being the busy body that I am, was moving around, talking to people, making new friends and laughing with old ones when I came across familiar face. Ahmad.
He was sitting there and I don't remember if he was talking or anything. Maybe just sitting, I guess. So I sat next to him being friendly because I hadn't seen him since our last date and hadn't dreamed of seeing him at school again. Turns out he had been there our whole freshman year but he was just waaaay under the radar.
As we were sitting there talking, a somewhat dark-complected girl came and the two shared a few words. She hugged him and she left. Shortly after she disappeared, Ahmad had to leave too, so we said our goodbyes.
After he was gone, a friend of mine (who is also a friend of his) came and sat next to me. I quietly whispered to him, "That was his girlfriend, wasn't it?" and the friend nodded. Upon finding all this out, you can only imagine the dismay in my mind, but only a few moments later I had to wake up and cope with the tragedy inside my heart.

Changes (Part 2)

Hay, Bloggies! :) I know it's been a short while, but I thought I'd update you guys by continuing from a super old post entitled "Changes" (hints this one is called "Changes (Part 2)"). ;)

So, whether you accept it or not, everything in life is going to change. Depending on who you are, change can be good or bad. Like I said, it depends on who you are.

I don't know about me.. I guess I like consistency and all but change ain't always bad. :) For instance, I used to be a BIG TIME flirt. No lie. And I would always use the excuse that I just have a friendly personality and that people mistook my friendliness for flirtatiousness. Naaa I was a flirt.

But I guess that trait has somehow vanished :) ... for the better. Cause, ya know flirting isn't like totally horrible but overall, I don't believe flirtatiousness is a very good trait to have. :)

However, today at Super Splash I was being kinda flirty with this one guy.. And I didn't really like myself for being that way. I mean sure it feels good and all to boost your ego with a little flirting but that's not a good reason to flirt with anybody. Maybe flirting is ok only when you're truly interested in someone. 

Who knows?

I don't.

BUT I am certainly happy that overall, I am not a flirtatious person. :)

Drop a comment and let me know some things that have changed for you guys.. Good and/or bad :) I'm interested!

Follow Me

Follow me.

On Twitter, of course. But actually, follow my homegirl, too!

She just made a Twitter and it is too cute!

Oh and my friend, Isaac just made his new profile.

So follow him, too! Man, Twitter's the new style!

You know that girl, Angie? She just got a Twitter, too!

And so did Jessey, Billy, John, Chrissy, and so did my boo!

Let's follow all them! Seems like they know what to do!

And for the rest of my life, I guess I'll just follow whatever's cool.

Like wearin Converse, Polo, and Vans. You know that is what's in

That's all we gotta do if we wanna fit in.

Get in and fit in all the way through highschool.

Because, like I said, it's all about being cool.

Houston, We Have a Major Problem

Sooo... At what point do we stop being best friends?? Is it when I tell you that I like a guy then two days later you like him, too? Or is it when you ask me to back off because you like him now, when you knew that I liked him to begin with? Or is it when you ask to come to my youth group again because "the three of us have fun together"?  I'm not sure at which point we should stop being best friends. But I do know that I don't know how long this best friendship will last when you're constantly being scandalous about this situation.

Ttfn, bloggies. Let me know whatcha think! :-\

Time's A-Ticking

Hay, bloggies! It's been far too long since I've updated you guys!

But trust me.... A new blog post is coming with lots of juicy details :)

See you guys soon!

Mmmmmuah!

Restoration

I don't know if I've ever felt so disconnected from God before in my life..

I'm not sure what I need, but I need somethin..

God, please help..

Gimme a Break!

Well.. I'll take that, too!

Just a Day in the Life

Ain't a happy one when it's my time of the month.

This Chick Right Here...

... Is ghetto and it's funny as heck! Lol!

Just Let Me Be

Just let me be

Just let me loose so I can be free

And don't try to pull me back and stop me

Just let me be, loose, and free

So that maybe one day, I can finally be

Me.

My 100th Post

I search and I roam all about the internet for one specific pleasure that will satisfy my greed.
Type in myspace.com to find appeal in another's life. And I become KeKe, the southern hood rat that does not attend school.
Still hungry.
On tagged.com I search for glamour and fame, but still want to be kinky. And I become Baby V, a pop singer and actress who has a wild side but a sweet face.
On bebo.com I search for a slut who can do what she wants and not care about judgement. And I become Gwen, a girl with a salacious background that decides to settle and get married. I become Alissa, who is just young and fun and knows where to find a good party. I become Analiz, a hispanic girl who was once sweet and wholesome, until she found that being such got her nowhere. I become Selena, a saucy bisexual latina with a guy as a best friend, with whom she will never part. I become Miranda, a model who poses for dirty magazines but could be beautiful without doing so.
I've searched and roamed the internet almost all my life and found these girls inside of me; my alter egos, waiting to be unleashed. And the only place that I could truly set them free in a secretive manner was the internet.
On the internet I was KeKe, Vanessa, Gwen, Alissa, Analiz, Alissa, Selena, Miranda, Camrey and the many other girls that I'd dare not be in real life.
My internet adventures have been fun, but I think that in celebration of my 100th post on blogger.com, I'm gonna throw in the towel and just be Andrea from now on..
Love you, bloggies! ;)

It's 'IN'

Soooo.. I guess the Jesus sandals are in now..

Boy do I feel sorry for the conformists! Them thangs is ugly!!!

;) Lol

Away

I am away. Noun. But not a place, a thing.

Away is me. When I drift, I become away and I float above the air.

But not above the clouds, just above the people so fair

And I breathe a different kind of breath, a kind that no one can see

No matter how cold, my breath is invisible as long as I am free.

And I see, but no one else does see me, because I float high above their eyes

And they think that I fly, but really I just die to world that's surrounding me

And away is how I describe this journey that I take every now and then

When I slip on my headphones and die to the world and that's when the breathing begins

The breathing of breaths that you can no longer see

And the living of life that is beautiful and free

As I become away and leave my worries from today.

I am away.

My Nails

Read between the lines and see who I can be
A different person everyday, each in a very different way
But what do you see when you look at me?
Bright and funky? Loud and spunky? But that's all that I set free
Pink and purple, blue and green
Today I'm happy, tomorrow I'm mean
Or am I jealous and full of envy?
Are these the only colors that you give me?
I wear these colors, they are my mood rings
But you won't find them around my finger or circling my toes
Atop of my nails is where you can find a rose
That speaks so beautifully and announces my moods
And lets you know when I'm feeling the blues.
These colors are not just what set me free
But they also allow me to be
The designs and shapes and figures of grapes and stops signs and flashlights and sometimes even words.
They all come together and set me apart
My nails aren't just me. My nails are art.

Trust a Try

Trust me this time, but just this once.
Take my hand and let me show you that there's no need to be afraid.
Similar pasts is what we come from, but we'll make it last longer than those ones.
Those ones we had that had to leave were clearly no good, but maybe they did not deserve we
Or we didn't deserve they.. But whichever way, you deserve me and me deserves you
So pack away your fears in the trunk of forgetfulness and set it afire because you no longer need
Because you found me and me found you and you is all I need and I is all you need.
Trust me with your heart and your mind and your soul and I'll trust you with my soul and my mind and my heart.
So never shall we part, not even after death or during or before.
Forevermore, we are destined to be together. Let's just be, you and me.
Me and you, but first, dear, you must learn to trust that we can be.
We.
Trust me.