Even when you deny that you ever broke me
Just come see me at night and watch the tears streaming down my cheeks
Just listen to my heart slowly when your with her
Just see my eyes fill with questions
Always putting others before myself, I don't know why, it's just something I do too much and too often
Maybe I am enough, just the way I am, if I look a little deeper than just what others say they see
I have always known
I was never the one for you
Never pretty enough
Never kind enough
A little to silly and a little to me
It broke my heart that I changed myself
For you and your ideals
In all your sadness and glory, wins and losses
Let me be there
Own the fact I will be here forever
Very much attached to your side
Even when you wish me gone
Your light will always guide my ship
my eyes look greener when i cry,
but only in the mirror.
i think i'm pretty when i cry,
but only when i'm alone.
i never wear waterproof mascara,
because i like the way the regular kind
Amelia is my name
It is an unbroken sort of thing
It is the rosy pink of a bashful face;
Of a bitter winter day spent on a snowcapped mountain.
It is the dripping wet glove placed on a petrol heater to dry
North Thetford, a cozy little neighborhood nestled in the heart of Vermont, is a hidden gem waiting to be discovered.