Just friends...ok?

I never wanted to hurt you.I didn't know how you feel for .e, maybe I was selfish, but I didn't do this intentionally. I care a lot about you more than I can ever say. You are my special friend (: I don't know what I feel for you but I know I need you beside me. Maybe I love you unconsciously. I am happy to be friends and that I had known the truly you. You had a great influence in my life since I know you and you still have.After I met you I have changed. I grown wiser. You have opened my eyes and you helped me to see the world as it is.Better friends first and then we see what will happen.I care too much about you now for losing you because you have other feelings towards me, and I don't know how to say no. Part of me would disappear completely if you will hate me. Maybe in the future things will change, but now my heart wishes after another boy... please forgive me if I hurted you

My fault like always

You wishper "I hate you",
When I'm the one who should have said it to you,
But I didn't,
Even though your the one who got us into this,
Again...



I'll only say "I'm sorry",
When it's really you who should be,
But I take the blame,
Like always...



I can't believe you,
Even though this isn't the first time,
And probably not going to be the last,
It will go on,
Forever...



The pain you think you didn't cause,
Will stay with me,
Like so many of the other time's,
Until I die...



And when they say "Don't blame yourself it wasn't your fault",
At the funeral I'll know all to well,
It,
Perfectly,
Was,
All,
MY,
Fault for once...

сердечная симфония

The world isn't chaotic
But it also isn't peaceful
Love is Fun and Joyfull
But Destructive and Painful
We live life like a storybook tale
But not all life ends with a fail
People see others as equals
Monsters see others as lowers
When we think of safety
We think of love
We think of home
We think of happiness
But a haven can never be found
For if you can find one
Others shall find it as well
Life is just a orchestra
Playing a sad symphony
It's quiet and claming at first it starts
But becomes sinister and dark like a Ñawt
But in the end it all fades out
Into a short small silent part
Live life like a symphony
Don't change the tune
For changing your own tune
Will make it a mess.