1.Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
7. Describe me in one word.
8. What was your first impression?
9. Do you still think that way about me now?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. When's the last time you saw me?
14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?

I LOOK AT YOU AND MY ANGER RAGES LIKE AN OCEAN,
A VAST SEA OF WASTED FEELINGS,
AND PRECIOUS TIME.

HURT BY THE THINGS YOU SAY AND DO TO ME,
AND THE THINGS YOU DONT THINK I HEAR,
OR YOU DONT THINK I'LL FIND OUT.

THEY ALWAYS GIND THEIR WAY BACK TO ME,
AND THE GAPS AND OCEANS
BETWEEN US GROW WIDER AND VASTER AND DEEPER.

AS WORDS GET BETWEEN US UNTIL
NEITHER OF US KNOW WHAT TO SAY,
AND NOTHING IS LEFT TO DO BUT TURN AROUND,
AND LOOK THE OTHER WAY.

TELLING LIES
TO LET THE OTHER ONE KNOW WHO'S NOT HURT THE MOST
WHEN REALLY ALL IT DOES IS TEAR ME UP INSIDE..

MY EMPTY HEART IS SCREAMING
FIGHTING AGAINST THE CURRENTS
OF LOVE AND HATE, PULLING AWAY FROM EACH OTHER,
LIKE THE MOON AND THE OCEAN
AS WE GROW FARTHER APART.

I WANT TO TALK,
TO TRY TO WORK THINKGS OUT AND
REPAIR THE RIFT THAT KEEPS GROWING.
BUT WORDS GET IN THE WAY.
WE GET ANDRIER AND MORE FRUSTRATED.

BUT HOW DO I EXPLAIN
HOW I FEEL AND HOW MUCH I WANT
TO WHISPER BETWEEN CLASSES,
AND GO ON DOUBLE DATES,
AND SHARE CLOTHES AND EAT ICE CREAM AND GIGGLE.
SPEND THE NIGHT MAKING FISH FACES UNTI LWE LAUGH SO HARD
OUR SIDES SPLIT,
AND OD ALL THE THINGS THAT USED TO BE IMPORTANT,
BUT ARE NOW FORBIDDEN
BECAUSE ONE OF US MIGHT LET OUR GUARD DOWN
AND SAY OR DO SOMETHING THAT WILL MAKE THE OTHER ANGRY.

WHEN TRUTHFULLY THINGS LIKE DANCING TO HOOTIE AND THE
BLOWFISH,
TRIPPING UP STAIRS AND STRANGE POLARIOD PICTURES
ARE THINGS ONLY A BEST FRIEND CAN UNDERSTAND.

BUT SOMEHOW AS I SIT HERE AND WRITE THIS,
NOT BECAUSE I WANT TO BUT BECAUSE I HAVE TO FOR YOU AND
FOR MYSELF,
THE RIFT SEEMS TO HEAL ITSELF AND THE OCEAN DOESN'T SEEM
QUITE SO BOTTOMLESS.

AND I'M SMILING AGAIN.
BECAUSE I KNOW YOU WILL READ THIS,
AND UNDERSTAND IT AND ME, AND THE WAY I FEEL.

BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS HAVE AND I KNOW YOU ALWAYS WILL.
IT'S THAT BOND THAT REACHES OVER OCEANS AND REPAIRS TORN
HEARTS,
SOMETHING THAT ONLY A BESET FRIEND CAN UNDERSTAND.

♥ Booty Shakin ♥
♥ Heart Breakin ♥
♥ Pretty Hot ♥
♥ neva stop ♥
♥ short skirt ♥
♥ love to flirt ♥
♥ curvy hips ♥
♥ shiny lips ♥
♥ high class ♥
♥ ghetto ass ♥
♥ bangin' style ♥
♥ sexy smile ♥

♥ luscious thighs ♥
♥ candy eyes ♥
♥ temptin' lips ♥
♥ killer kiss ♥
♥ Angel Baby ♥
♥ Spoiled Maybe ♥

♥ Perfect Princess ♥
♥ Shaking my bootie ♥
♥ moving my hips ♥
♥ making you drool and licking your lips ♥
♥ Bet no other girl can tease you like this ♥