Amelia_v

I want to feel safe

Wrapped in a cloud

Your hand in mine

I want to be happy

Sunflowers blooming

Your laugh in my ears

I want to feel loved

Fingers on my cheeks

Playing with my hair

The idea of you in my arms

Has me wanting things I can not have

 

He does not know,
What he did to me.
No one undertands,
To them it was just a crush.
Just another one.
No one understands.
How much I loved him.
How much I wanted him.
To them, I was young and foolish,

As we walked along the deserted road, I began to realize that this boy, made of sunshine, had stolen my heart. He had taken it, along with my thoughts. He had both in the palm of his hand.

My library would be magical. Not like real magic, but it would feel that way. First of all when you walked in the first thing you would notice would be the smell. Old books and flowers. Not rotting old books, but the nice old book smell.

They told her,

You will never be great.

Your brain just is not that way.

You can never understand 

You will never understand.

Your a girl.

But they did not know her.

They never tried.