Oh darling, your secrets. Tell me all your secrets. You sweetheart, yes you. Let me be your personal diary. My darling, come here. Let me love you right. I know baby, it's not easy. Let me show you something better. You've heard it, a million times before. I'm not gonna hurt you, I promise. My darling, I'm here for you, and everything that comes with. Give me a dance. Just one, I'll show you you're worth it. Tell me baby, all your secrets. I know you're worth it.

I am full of warmth and affection. It's only our connection. It's only all for him. I wish, you could see yourself through my eyes, reflection. I am full of fondness. So much tenderness. All the love that I have for him, and it's not even kindness. I am full of ambition, with a vision, and such a passion for him. It's not just an illusion. I am full of curiosity. You'd think it an atrocity. But I'm just a bit wild. Ferocity. I am full of optimism. And a little heroism. Not a

Pinky Promises, aren't just for friends. They're for lovers, and strangers, and bus mates, and enemies. Pinky Promises, are for strangers. When you promise, to be friends forever, be there when they need it, and call every night. Pinky Promises, are for bus mates. I solemnly swear to: always crack jokes, never leave you alone, and ship you with everyone else but me. Pinky Promises, are for enemies. A promise to hate each other, to always fight, and to never get along. Pinky P

Part 3: Just to create a bond. Of him, she is pretty fond. Like an angel, sent to protect her. He who has never left her. He treats it as more than a job. Her heart, he will rob. Even if saving her will send him to hell. You best believe he'll do that well. Their promise for forever. Not even a knife could sever. Yeah she'd be blue without you. No I promise it's true.

Part 2: Tomorrow she'll put up a fight. And then, she sees a light. It tells her not to run. And that he'll be brought into the sun. He steps out of the shadows. And suddenly she froze. But this guy isn't him. All she has to do is swim. Swim, swim across the angelic pond. Just to create a bond.

Close your eyes. Make a wish. Draw a flower. And don't slit your wrist. If it fades. Or if it dies. Simply draw it again. It's okay to cry.

Unfurl your brow. Let your tears fall. Scream as loud as you want. Loud as you can. Relax your shoulders. Let your muscles breathe. Sing as loud as you want. Loud as you can. Take a breath. Let your brain rest. As much as you can. Much as you want. Put on music. Let it calm your nerves. Dance as much as you want. Much as you can. You're something to someone out there. Their reason to smile. Be as much as you want. As much as you can.

My back hurts. A dull ache in my bones. My feet don't touch the ground. Lifting myself above the hate. Wings. The wings are sprouting. They're saying I won't fly. Kicking me while I'm down. But my wings are still growing. The cuts have healed. And turned to scars. The tears have dried. And stains no more. Soon, to be soaring.

Can't hide it. Can't fight it. The fire's throwing a fit. We skipped. You sipped. And then, I was ditched. They're getting louder. The smell of gunpowder. But they were nothing, nothing without her. Taste of something chalky. . Yeah, I'm short and scrawny. Its only a physical body. I've started changing. Air I am gaining. An angel raging. Can't hide it. Can't fight it. The fire's throwing a fit.

Spotlight. Direct and to the point. But she is not. He hides from the spotlight. And she runs from the problem. And yet the light chased. In circles it ran. In circles they ran. An endless fight, they continue. They hid together, protected each other. He never let go. She never left. But the Light still found them. But together they were better. She stood in his spotlight. And he faced her problems. The Spotlight got scared. Never before had it faced anything like this. He