You Left So Easily,

And you're not here,
you're sixteen hours away.
I don't like not know what your doing, I can't take it.
I worry about you, I just wanna know your safe and not doing anytthing crazy.
I trust you with all my heart, you know that, don't you?
Just be careful, while your sixteen hours away.

Let’s change up the play a little bit. Flip the script, if you will. Instead of the bee “pollinating” the flower, what if the flower pollinated the bee? When you think about it, the bee lands on the flower, the bee get’s the “pollen” from the flower, then lands on another flower just to pollinate it, then get’s pollen from that flower, and so on and so forth. It’s a never ending cycle. Now let me use this analogy in a creative way. What if the hero is really the villain and the villain is really the hero? Or what if good and evil came together? What if bad was really good? Maybe the cover of the book doesn’t really give away the pages that lay beneath, waiting to be read. Here’s a thought, maybe you should read the book to see what it’s really about. What I’m trying to say here is, I’ve made the mistake of judging someone before I even got to know them. Their image seemed to almost blind me from who they truly were. Once I got to know this person, I realized there were two sides to them. The most beautiful of people can hide behind some of the saddest, scariest, meanest masks. My lesson here is, never judge a book by its cover. Some of the most beautiful people are judged and only seen for what the person looks like or wears or the rumors that are said about this person. Get to know the person, and then decide who they truly are. Who knows, maybe you’ll fall in love along the way. I did.

You make me unimaginably happy, and why it took us so long to find each other, is beyond me. We’re both getting out of terrible relationships; we were treated so wrong for so long. You see, you took bullets for her every night, and she would never care enough to notice. And I got bruises every night, and he never cared enough to ask me to stop. We were damaged and hurt and treated like dirt. Treated unfairly, and in the middle, we found each other. Before I met him, things were depressing and I hated life. I was unsure how I’d make it through the rest of the year, how I’d focus. He’s made me so happy, such a different person. He needs me as much as I need him, and we complete each other. I love him, and I know he loves me.  Treated unfairly in the past, we found each other. If you’re in love with someone, and that person loses your trust, you slowly but surely fall out of love with said person. Or at least that’s how it was for me. I still love said person, but I’m not in love with said person. I’m IN love with my boyfriend. He’s my world. Before I met him, I was treated unfairly, but thankfully, we found each other.  All you ever really need is for someone to tell you that they notice, or that they care. That they’ve seen how much pain you’re in or have been in, and that they care. Maybe you just want a particular person to tell you how much they care, but they never do. He’s been there, I’ve been there. Treated unfairly, we’ve found each other.   “You jump, I jump right?” Yeah, we’ve found each other.

You fucked me up so bad, so bad.
When you told me you were leaving, I knew what had to be done.
Why it took me so long, I don't know.
When I met him though, and he gave me the feelings that I hadn't felt with you in a long time, I fell out of love with you, and in love with him..
Cuts, bruises, panic attacks, nights without sleep, and suicidal thoughts.
Nobody should be worth your sanity, your health.
The things we do for the people we love.
You've always taken up for them.
If their making you go in the first place, why wouldn't they make you stay there?!


"Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me, lying on the floor. Where were you? Where were you? Why'd you have to wait to find me?!"

**Scene takes place with three girls walking around in a park** Girl: You okay? Kaitlin: I dunno…I’m just really stressed.. Girl 2: About? Kaitlin: I can’t really explain it.. just everything and everyone is stressing me out, I can’t take it… Girl 2: Kaitlin? **Walks towards the busy high way** Girl 2: Kaitlin? **Silence** Girl: HELP ME!! SOMEBODY STOP HER! Girl 2: KAITLIN!? WAIT.. WHAT ARE YOU Girl: HELP ME!! OH GOD, SOMEBODY STOP HER   And Kaitlin doesn’t stop. The car stops her though.