Sometimes words aren't for who they are addressed to. This is an actual letter I will never send. This is to the first person I believe ever loved me in a romantic way. And this is the first person I ...

Constant or changing? Waves vs. my life? What stays the same, or will it ever?

We always look to the ones who have the happily ever afters. But what about the ones who always seem to be the one before the one?

I have two sets of family trees inside me.

Rain is the beginning and the middle of the story of the World.

The bad times made us beautiful The hard times made us strong

My eyes have sought and have seen.

What makes a person beautiful?

What will stay when fire takes the moment away?

I am an open book but do I share the secrets on my pages?

Grateful for the memories that make me who I am and let me remember who I love(d).

When the others were trying their best to become cooler, We tried our best to become better.

We were glowin' in the heat of the summer We were beamin' like the rays of the sun