As I sit on my bed
Piled by blankets
Watching an endless amount of movies
And listening to the same 6 songs on repeat
I think that you have found somebody new
Well maybe you're better off with whatever his name is supposed to be
I guess I'll never know what it feels like to be loved by you
I always knew I'd find the right person and for the past 2 months I thought that it would be you
As I lay here still piled up by blankets
I want to text you how I feel
But our friendship is something I want to keep
And it's not something you find at an old garage sale that's really cheap
I just hope that one day you hear the words I wanna say
But for now I'll lay here piled under these blankets trying to get through the day

(J.A)

She hates waking up, dressing up, and going through the same routine
God she must hate being a teen

Dealing with the same ******* every single day
God she's tired of taking the **** they say

Everyone would take a look at her  teared up eyes and say "oh you're fine"

Make-up dripping from her face
God she must hate picking up the pace

Going home, tears still in her eyes
Her parents come up with the most amazing lies

Eats dinner, brushes her teeth, quietly goes back to sleep

Repeats everything all over again with the same heartbeat

(J.A.)

The fact of how beautiful you are just overwhelms me

Your sweetness is the most amazing feeling I can feel at this moment in time

When we talk I completely forget about all of the bad stuff in my life

These are the good memories. The ones we should all keep in our heads on a bad day

The days we don't talk are the bad days I was just talking about

But when you message me I've never felt so happy in my entire life

I'd message you now, but I'm still waiting for a reply

(J.A.)

I've been punching holes in my wall and crying my eyes out for 2 weeks straight

I gave you my heart and you stomped on it and now I don't know what to do

Tears in my eyes and holes in my wall are just the beginning

Where will it lead to next? I guess we'll find out along the path

If I could write a book on how hurt I am, would you even read it?

Billions of people on this earth and I chose you... to keep

Billions of people on this earth and you chose me... to hurt.

(J.A.)

It's 4:21 am and I can't close these sleepy eyes because our skype call from like 15 minutes ago was amazing like you

It's 3:23 am where you are and you have work in like 8 hours so you're sleeping and when you awake you'll feel brand new

Hotel Books is playing on my spotify and it's so soothing, just as soothing as your voice is which is not like the other ones

You're 926 miles away and that's the only sad part but every other piece of this relationship is just so wonderful that words can't even describe what I've won

I love how we make each other laugh at the stupidest things and compliment each other a lot that it makes it so funny

I get to see you in like 332 days hopefully. The time we spend with each other in person will be some of the best memories of my life as everyone can see

I can't sleep due to the fact that I can call you mine
I love every tiny thing about you
Your eyes, your voice, your smile
If there's one thing I'm sure of its that your smile could make flowers bloom

I didn't really think I'd find a girl I admire as much as I do you
I love how much we have in common
It's as if we're the same person too

I love you

I love you

(J.A.)

My grandma told me it was time to go home, and that's when I so badly wanted to ask to stay one more night
I felt more at home at my grandmas than I do in my regular house
So I kicked on my old vans, grabbed my back pack and went home
Compared to my regular house, we do more stuff at my grandmas than we do there
Where at home I just lay in bed listening to my music and watch movies that I've seen like 500 times
There's a picture in our kitchen that says "God Bless Our Home"
Then again I haven't come into contact with any sort of god.
The only people in my house are me, my brother, and mother
And my dad on the weekends since my parents separated at least a year ago
And my sister is going off to college soon so I don't really ever see her because she lives with her mom and has a job
I see her on holidays and birthdays and such which makes me happy
Life in my home hasn't been the same since my parents split
We used to be active I would say
Now I all I do, like I said before, is lay in bed.
I go out sometimes, for shows and other stuff
I don't really hang out with friends from school except for my bestfriend since we go to the same shows
School starts back in a few weeks and am I prepared? Yes and no
I'm excited to see my friends and I'm not excited to see people who annoy me
But let's go back to talking about home
What's your definition of home?
In the dictionary home is the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.
My definition of home is that home is a place where you make memories. Home is a place where you live and die. Home is a place full of love and hate. It's a place where you can feel comfy and warm or miserable and cold.
Home is where the heart is and I guess my heart moved out a long time ago...