Brother He's like a brother to me. How? Well, we do everything together, tell each other everything, and always know how the other one feels. Why? How can you ask that? We are like siblings because we fight like siblings, but protect each other. Do I have feelings for him? Of course, I love him. So I don't love you? No. I love him. I'm IN love with you. Why do you have to share my heart? Because if you don't, then he's the one that stays. Well then, maybe you'll leave. Really? Go ahead. He's here to pick up the pieces. But keep in mind that you're killing me slightly. Every time you walk away from me. You don't know what to do now? Hug me. Kiss me. Love me. Because you know you love me too, and this is all just because you can't bear to think about losing me. Why am I so sure that you won't lose me? Because he's engaged. He's in love. Just like us. They're getting married in three months. I'm the maid of honour, and you're coming with me. Why? Because you love me, idiot. You love me.

L.O.V.E M.E L - Look at me. O - Only me. V - Very exclusively. E - Everyone should see. M - My love for you is whole. E - Everyone should know.

Nothing. Am I really nothing to you? That girl you used to know? That girl you used to love? How can you change so fast? One second we're together, head on chest, heart to heart, The next second we're away, miles apart, But so close. You live next door, But it feels you live further, That boy that once walked hand in hand with me, Through the streets, Through the woods, Through the fields, Now holds hands with her, That best friend, My inseparable sister, And here I am, A broken thread between us, All alone, Because I thought we could all be friends. I'm nothing anymore.

Graveyards Graveyards, are they peaceful or sad? Souls flying around their graves, Are lost lovers wandering the space? Lost, the lost graves and bodies not labeled, Love, emanating around, the love for the lost, Just graves, is anyone really there? Growing, the spirits, the flowers, all growing. Graveyards: Souls Are Lost, Love Just Grows. Graveyards are peaceful, peaceful and happy, pay a visit to those sent to a better place. I know I will. It's where I'm sat right now, sending wishful thoughts to the souls in the sky.

Me. I'm known as a nerd, and I'm not even smart, I'm apparently quiet, but I'm not, I'm apparently a loner, I just find some people annoying, I'm apparently fat, just because I'm not afraid of carbs, I'm apparently an alien, just because I'm diabetic, I'm ugly, because I don't coat myself in makeup, I'm not good enough to live, because I'm not like them. I don't care. Call me quiet, call me fat, call me an alien. I'm me. I like being me. I've been through more in my #life than you have, and you wouldn't handle it better than me. I don't judge you, so do me a favour? Don't judge me.