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In your comment, please answer the following:
1. If you could become any animal you want, which animal would it be. (I would be a velociraptor. :] )
2. A hobby of yours.
3. Where you are from.
Spread my wings and soar
To the far away land
Where you and I belong
The skies are vast
the reflection in your eyes
draws me in
pulls me deeper into you
What if I told you I loved you
What if I told you I cried
If I asked for your hand
Would you give me your heart?
This procession down the main alley
Draws a large crowd
Searching for your face
But your not here
Your soaring on your beautiful wings
Far away from reality
Breaking hearts and capturing hearts
A fallen angel, wings still intact.
If you asked me to fly
I would jump off a cliff
And hope to God that I grow my wings
Before I hit the ground
What if I told you I loved you?
What if I told you cried?
If I asked for your hand
Would you give me your heart?
A feather lands at my feet
You invite me up
Not sure if I have the strength to make it up
Make it to you.
What if I told you I loved you?
What if I told you I loved you?
What if I told you I want you?
If I asked for your heart,
Would you offer me your hand?
I'm asking.
I'm asking.
I love you.
- Mood:
artistic
Oh how we've grown and changed.
In more than three years:
met each other.
Attended two conventions together
had multiples of sleepovers.
mended each others broken hearts
dyed each others hair
suffered through art exams
yelled at each other
attended our first concert
fangirled
insulted each other constantly
discovered who we are
basically, we grew up together
in all the ways that it counts.
we may not have play date memories or elementary school fusses, but we've been there when it counted. I know I don't tell you this enough, but I love you.
And now were getting ready to make our way out in the world.
I with I could take you with me.
And come to think of it, maybe we haven't changed that much at all.
<3 forever
- Mood: lalala
- Tunes:Spice Girls on the Radio.
I am human.
with hopes and dreams
with flaws and imperfections
a need for love
and an open space around me
I cannot be caged
or held to this spot
I need to open my wings
and learn to survive on my own
I will be the product of my own design.
