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- Good morning
- Tomorrow is senior cut day
- SAT scores don't come out at midnight
- I'm going to a party tonight
- Three months from today
- Hii
- I have 9 new snapchats
- In the suburbs, I learned to drive
- 'Cause I'll be there in the back of your mind
- Since my heart is golden
- When life leaves you high and dry
- I make the most of all this stress
- You're hard to hug, tough to talk to
- Aren't you somethin' to admire?
- How can you see into my eyes
- It's not like I'm invisible
- I can't get these memories out of my mind
- Take me out tonight
- There's something in your eyes
- Lighting strikes inside my chest
- Now that he's back in the atmosphere
- On the days I can't see your eyes
- Your fingertips across my skin
- Love of mine, someday you will die
- How the time passed away?
- Chest to chest; nose to nose
- If you only knew, I'm hanging by a thread
- Stay for tonight, if you want to
- Someone once told me that you have to choose
- Something always brings me back to you
- The power lines went out, and I am all alone
- I remember the nights we spent under city lights
- Another late night, driving around
- Don't go to bed yet, love
- Last year's wishes are this year's apologies
- When you're alone, do you think of me?
- I can take the rain on the roof
- I can feel his breath as he's sleeping next to me
- I thought I saw a man brought to life
- Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
Sometimes tears say all there is to say
5thFeb 26, 2012 by
chelss
Sometimes your first scars won’t ever fade away. Tried to break my heart? Well it’s broke. Tried to hang me high? Well I’m choked. Wanted rain on me? Well I’m soaked, soaked to the skin. It’s the end where I begin. Sometimes we don’t learn from our mistakes, sometimes we’ve no choice but to walk away. Tried to break my heart? Well it’s broke. Tried to hang me high? Well I’m choked. Wanted rain on me? Well I’m soaked, soaked to the skin. It’s the end where I begin. Now I’m alive and my ghosts are gone. I’ve shed all the pain I’ve been holding on. The cure for a heart is to move along—so move along. Now I’m alive and my ghosts are gone. I’ve shed all the pain I’ve been holding on. What don’t kill a heart only makes it strong.
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