Why can’t you love me?
Why can't you love me?
You say you do...
But I know you probably don't
What's my birthday?
How do you spell my name?
I've asked these and you still don't know the answer.
I've known you forever...
So why do still not know?
Why don't you notice things that I have been doing for years?
The hair clips that I wore for two years?
I roll my tongue for certain words for some reason.
Everyone notices the small stuff, except you.
We just aren't made for each other..
But, I still love you,
Even if you don't love me...
And I know it won't last forever.
But can we make it worthwhile?
I'm not going to see you forever, it's going to end either way.
But just for a while...
Stay by my side.
You know, they don't. Only you know what your going through, sure maybe a few people have experienced it. Although, there are people who say they do. You probably think they don't, and I hate to break it, there's a very high percent chance they don't. Maybe they say the do, for popularity, making people think they care. Fake sympathy. Maybe they are trying to make you feel better, but honestly for me, it makes it worse. There's always some problem in my head, always thinking somethings going to go wrong, it's not a good feeling, you know. Everyone has problems. That's just how it works, and it's hard to find someone who gets it, and even if you know someone, you probably don't want to tell them. Tell them. You're going to regret it if you don't. But even what I said earlier, there's at least one person who can help, you're going to find them someday, and it's going to get better, you probably already know this person. It's hard to trust your gut sometimes, but sometimes it's better to take a shot than live with your problem forever.
But what do I know,right? Even though you probably don't trust a random stranger,(makes sense) there is someone out there, you just have to find them, and you will. :)
(This was made with a sentence starter in class in my ELA class)
When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that I wasn't in my bed. I was on the cold, hard, dirty floor of a room I had never been in. I got off the floor, and started to look around(not that there wasn't really anything to look at.) I was walking in a musty, dingy, empty, windowless hallway. I had been walking for what felt like an eternity, and I finally had found something, a door with lots of industrial locks. "Someone reaaalllly doesn't want people to get in here." I muttered. "What was that Missy?" A lady who appeared behind me said in an annoyed tone. "you shouldn't be here, go back to your room,"she said. "And where is that?" I said in meek tone. She let out a long sigh. "Follow me." she said in a slightly annoyed tone. We stopped in a door that I didn't know was there. I opened the door to see a full furnished house like room. Yet again, with no windows, clocks or anything to tell time with. When I looked back, she was gone. I continued to talk to her, day on end, and as I was getting annoyed with not knowing the time for probably weeks. I asked her, but she left and didn't return for a while. I walked back to the locked to the door, which had now been unlocked. I walked in, it was familiar. TO familiar. It was the room I originally woke up in. I passed out and woke up in a white clean place, that smelled like hand sanitizer. "Sweetie your alive." Someone said. "Yeah of course I am." I said opening my eyes more to see my family surrounding me. "Were am I?" I asked. "A hospital." My brother said bluntly. "You were in a coma for over a year." dad said. A lady, the same lady I saw came in. "Hey I saw you a few days ago." I said. She replied "Uh what, I'm your doctor." "The reason you slipped into a coma was because you ate expired asparagus."
I took my lovely toast out of the toaster. I kissed it and looked at the clock, I was late for the event that happened at midnight. It was a costume party, so I used my natural secret form that happened by kissing toast, so my horns, tail and wings started to grow. I flew to the party and saw a lot of magical looking characters, witches, sorcerers(shady ones like Solomon, I hope someone gets that reference.) we took a vote, and I lost brutally to a magical girl named Madoka(another reference.)
Indeed I do have an enemy. So I like this girl, and she likes me, but the best friend that she hates just happens to like the same girl I do. My enemy knows that I like her and she likes me, and she tries to come between us. Last week I ended up punching her in the gut at a sleepover with the girl I like(my enemy wasn't even invited) this sparked more hatred and it's gonna stay that way.