maybe my heart didn`t really skip a beat.
&& maybe the twinkle in your eye was just
the sun reflecting weird && maybe that
feeling in my stomach was just not having
enough for breakfast. && maybe
i just thought it was love.

he's the
cutest
nicest
greatest
sexiest
most romantic
mose intensive
asshole
i have ever met

yeah, so maybe i do like him
but you can't blame me
there's just something about
that boy that makes me go
absolutely crazy

he puts me through hell
and he knows it
i just want him to
look me in the eyes
like he used to

she's scared because she's
finally realizing how much
he really means to her

she blows big bubbles with her gum
&& laughs when they pop
all over her pretty face
she dances in her victoria's secret
underwear
&& takes crazy pictures
with her best friends
cause she realized that life
was way too short to be crying
over the asshole the broke her heart

" well that's what we do. we fight. you tell me when i'm being an arrogant son of a bitch and i tell you when you're being a pain in the ass. Which you are 99% of the time. I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings. you have like a two second rebound rate and you're back to doing the next pain in the ass thing. so it's not going to be easy. it's going to be really hard. and we're going to have to work at this everyday. but i want to do that because i want you. i want all of you, forever, you and me everyday. "     ---> The Notebook

shove my body up against yours
&& kiss me like you mean it
let's blind ourselves by love
&& be deaf to all who say it's fatal

&& you can come over
we can watch a scary movie
&& take stupid pictures
fall asleep together on my couch
because you are my everything
&& all that i am, is yours

because you're the kind of guy
who'd laugh at me when i fall
help me up && whisper
it's okay baby, i still love you

boy:: are you mad at me?
girl:: no, why would you think that?
boy:: you didn't talk to me this morning.
girl:: we never talk in the morning.
boy:: yeah, we do. you tap my shoulder, and i go what. then you ask if i'm tired. and i say yes. we do that everyday.
girl:: really?
boy:: yeah. that's our daily routine.
girl:: i didn't know it meant that much to you.
boy:: well, it does.. every moment with you does.

avoiding the topic
doesn't make it go away

i know i shouldn't answer my phone
but i'm having a rough time
and just hearing your voice
makes everything go away
for just a moment

has your heart ever wanted to ask
someone something
but your mind wouldn't let you
because it was too afraid
to hear the answer

i really did love you
but now i have to pretend
it was never
you and me

when you look at me a certain way,
i feel like we're both playing a game
where we won't admit it, but deep down
we both know that we should be together

wanna know how much i love you ??
go outside in the pouring rain
&& stick out your tongue
the number of drops
you catch
is how much you love me
the number of drops
you miss
is how much i love you

.drama.
.emotions.
.changes.
.tears.
.broken hearts.
didnt everyone say
these were supposed to be
the best years of our lives ??

&& i must be a pretty good liar
for you to honestly think that
eveything's all right

boy:  .. i love you
girl: whoa, where did that come from?!
boy: my heart

&& if one day ,, you notice
we haven't talked in a while
it's not because i don't care anymore
it's just because you pushed me away

&& she acts like he's nothing to her --
when really he's her entire world