I'm writing postcards from a ghost town
And addressing them to your heart
You've been down, but never out

And you're my mind when I can't seem to think
But never on the brink of destriction
I've never thought of much more than him

Don't tell me things don't seem right
Because you've always been the first in my mind
Please don't call me second best

I'm not sure I can handle it

Just tell me that things will be okay
It's always better off that way
Or you could lie to me, so at least you'd know what to say

Dear you-
I have been in love with you for 17 months and 2 days. Since the day before your 16th birthday. After over a year of getting it wrong, we finally got it right. For once, we got it right. And every night I fell asleep with you, and some mornings I even woke up to you. Between all of our inside jokes and fights and everything that we've been through, I honestly thought we had it. I was so excited because you ewre getting better. We were supposed to have that house on the beach and those two kids. And when I got mad at you and made you sleep on the couch, I'd go lay on the couch with you. And we'd wake up on the floor because the couch isn't big enough for both of us. And I'm okay with that. But once we finally got it right, something went wrong.

No matter how much we're right for eachother, it doesn't matter to you. What matters is that you didn't want to have feelings for me. So you are denying absolutely everything so that maybe, just maybe, they'll go away. Well i'm sorry. I don't care how much you don't want it, if you truely had feelings for me in the first place, they wouldn't go away over night. I don't want you to get better anymore, because when you started getting better, you started hating me. You started ignoring me and not believing me. You don't trust me and you tell me things like "i'll see you in hell" "i can't stand you" and "you ask too many questions." Well everyone has quirks. One of mine is asking, because if you never ask then you'll never know.

I'm sorry I have to be the way that I am. But it is the way that I am and I thought you said you loved the way I am. Just last night you told me you loved my voice. And now today you don't have feelings for me. You are tearing me up. You are tearing every part of me into tiny little pieces and they're slipping so far away from me, i'm not going to be able to get them back. And it doesn't matter who I meet 20 years from now and IF I even get married, because it's never going to seem right. It's never going to seem like the right person.

Well, this is how much I love you. i'm going to wait for you forever. I'm going to sit here, and i'm going to wait for you. I'm not sure if love exists, but if it does, I know you'll come back to me. And that's how i'll know if it really does exist or not. You honestly mean everything to me and I think you know that. You just don't want me to. You don't want me to be in love with you and you don't want to love me back. I'm not sure if this is for my own good, or for your own purposes. So i'm sorry. I'm sorry everything had to turn out this way.
I'm sorry that it seems i've failed at everything.

Love always,
Megan




Those inside jokes
and the things we know
were the furthest thing from my mind.
But you let one slip,
and I forget and smile.
But I shouldn't,
'cause I hate you,
and I hope this irritates you.
As much as it does to me,
for even thinking that I don't want you.

it's strange.

where were you when we started this game?

i wish the real world, would just stop hasslin' me.

please don't change.

The Road Not Taken
   
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

- Robert Frost

You're probably right...I'm sure I don't have any idea what you're going through. How hard it is to let someone go. How painful it must be to know that as right as you two are for each other, it doesn't mean you're right for each other right now. I wouldn't know a thing about that. About how it makes you want to scream, or hit someone...or cry.

Well you couldn't be that man I adored

You don't seem to know

Or seem to care

What your heart is for

I don't know him anymore..

Thank you for smashing my heart into a million pieces. Thank you for making me feel like I shouldn't even be here right now. Thank you for crushing everything I ever was, everything am, and anything I ever will be. Thank you for making me feel like I was everyone instead of someone. Thank you for making sure I knew that you'd cross the country for someone that could care less about you, but not someone that cares more about you than anything. Thank you for making sure I know what it's like to have my heart feel like it's exploding into a million pieces. Thank you for making me hurt for both of us. Thank you for making me realize that you know you can do this, and that's why you do it. Because it doesn't hurt you.
It just hurts someone else twice as much.

And i'm sorry that i'm still so in love with you that it hurts.

MY Band: Default!



1. Are you a male or a female: she is
2. Describe yourself: look after you
3. How do some people feel about you: trust me
4. How do you feel about yourself: dead wrong
5. Describe your family: over my head  (cable car)
6. Where would you rather be: heaven forbid
7. Describe what you want to be: how to save a life
8. Describe how you live: all at once
9. Describe how you love: fall away
10. Describe what you hate: little house

Band:The Fray.