Sweet as syrup, where did you go? Tried tapping the trees, not even they know. Boiled dry, burned the rest. Just came asking for sugar, now you want me less. I just want my sappy boy. Hates me now, should I be coy? Honestly miss him so . . . won't mean he hears me though. Sweet as sugar, please come home. Months on the move, stop your roam. The trees are dry, there's not a drop. What did I do to make you stop? Syrup-y sweet, but you've gone sour. Tried crying for you, but the

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.

Give me a reason. You’re the reason I have a weakness. Give me a reason. You’re the reason I have a soft spot. Give me a reason. That all you have is bad news. Give me a reason. As to why I “don’t care”. Because I care. Best believe. Yes, I care. Give me a reason. You don’t wanna spend that time on us. Give me reason. I know all the stories from your background. Give me a reason. Why we don’t speak at all. Give me a reason. We argue with are hands tied. Because I’m here. Best

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

Now I've gotta come clean. I'm sick, turning green. But between you and me, you are the secret I keep. Kissing you gently, soon becomes urgently. But between these pages and me, you are the secret I keep. Touching me softly, will eventually, be, well, costly. But right now and between you and me, you are the secret I keep. Once a bestie. Now my favorite, messy. Between my journal and me, you are the secret I keep. Now I've come clean. And I don't mean to cause a scene. Confid

What is infatuation? And... What is love? Well, being carried away, by an unreasonable amount of passion, well, that's infatuation. A big fat lie. And love is like, well. There's a bunch of emotions, and behaviors, and beliefs. A lot of strong feelings, like, well, uhm. People say they feel protected, and warm inside, but that they have to respect each other. So what if every relationship, in the entire world, was built on infatuation? What is love?

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

Just a fling? Yes, just a summer. Just to push the swing. Phone starts to ring. It's him. It's him. Lights go dim. Not even ten. Crying myself to sleep is a chore. But it's never been this easy before. Everyone says I'm done for. Suddenly caught, I'm in a war. For him, yeah him. Let me go out on a limb, to tell you I was dreaming of him. Mind on relay. Him on replay. Let us go dump our tray. Yet here we lay. Thought it was just my dream. We make a pretty good team. Again, to

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.

Part 1: His hair falls in waves. Every night, she cries, she caves. Waking in a stranger's bed. With bumps and bruises on her head. She decides she's had enough. She doesn't wanna call his bluff. Running, driving fifty in a forty. She cranks it up to sixty. He was always the bad guy. She thought, just me, myself, and I. Tears streaming down her face. Life or death, now it's a race. Staying out all night. Tomorrow she'll put up a fight.

What to do? What to do? Curled up in a ball. Writing on the wall. Who are you? Who are you? Wants to talk to someone else. I guess I'll wait, till the ice melts. Where are you? Where are you? Said I'd pick you up when you fall. But then you left me, here to bawl. Who hurt you? Who hurt you? Just talk to me baby. I'm sorry I'm a little crazy. How to stop from starting over? How to stop from starting over? I know, you won't budge. Heart clutch. Why don't you confide in me? Why

Surrounded by you. Your hoodies, blankets, scent. I can't believe I let this happen. I think I'll be lost without you. I just stood there. I couldn't stop you. Guess I'll be crushed without you. Yeah, I've been crushed about you. My world is crumbling. It's like no other pain. Never thought how much I loved you. I think I'm lost without you. I can't believe that I just stood there. I can't believe that I froze up. Well, still crushed. Yeah, I'm still crushed about you. Never

I can't. Can't find the words. Words I need to say. I need to say so. My mind. Mind is a jumble. A jumble of words and letters. Letters to you. All over. All over the paper. That papers for class. Class about words on paper. My brain. Brain and mouth aren't working. Working to find the words. Words I need for this letter. Can't focus. Can't focus when you hold me. When you hold me, words get messed up. Messed up in the clouds of my brain. The music. Music of my mind. My mind

Time flies. On a magic carpet. With a broken hourglass. He's uncontrollable. Throwing his watches. Losing silver sand. Nature kills. With new rapid speeds. And deadly new forces. She's unstoppable. Impaling mountains. And dramatic floods. There's no comparison. Time will fly. As Nature kills.

One. Then two. My collar. My wrist. Repeatedly, I was kissed. The windows are shut, but Rain's still coming in. One on my forehead. Another on my lip. He runs down my face. Leaving a trail in his wake. One last kiss. Sky was crying. And now, so was I. Our sobs seemed synchronized. But all I could hear were her halos.

Summer flings. Pools and flip-flops. Silly summer things. There goes a drip and drops. Camping from home. No soap on the ship. Just see how it foams. No soap for the trip. Midnight tans. And suddenly, him by the fire. Don't you dare move you hands. How do I hide such desire? Oh, I can't do this. Can I have, just one more kiss?

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