Once upon a time there was an angel

Who’s head rested in heaven

She laughed and danced on clouds

Thankful for all she’d been given

Once upon a time there was an angel

Who’s eyes looked down below

To see a boy so heavenly

He gave off his own golden glow

Once upon a time there was an angel

Who fell from heaven above

Her wings ripped from her back

Like the perished life of a dove

Once upon a time there was a fallen angel

Who met with the golden boy

She thought the loss of her own halo

Didn’t matter when compared to this joy

Once upon a time there was a fallen angel

Who brushed her hand through his golden hair

Which then drew back in blood

Because of the horns that’d been there

Once upon a time there was a fallen angel

Who thought, on earth, heaven lay

Naïve, she saw an angel instead of a boy

Deceived, she saw light instead of decay

Once upon a time there was a girl

Who had no golden halo around her head

All to show for this great loss

Was a simple wish to be dead

Now be warned of golden boys

Who like to spin their golden lies

Or else wind up a fallen girl

Whom, with heaven, has fallen ties

Paris is just a place, not a person.

I’ve been struggling to decipher the two.

Montreal is just a place, not a person.

The coldness I feel isn’t wafting from his heart, but the air around me.

These places just hold memories and shouldn’t be blamed for the hurt I feel.

You are just a person, not a place;

And it’s time for me to go home.

I believe that this time when i say i love myself, it will not be a lie

I believe that this time when i say i am worth it,

It will not be a lie

That this time i will believe it and i will finally be content with myself and believe that i am not broken and needy anymore.

I want to feel whole again with myself and not rely on petty words that drip from the mouths of men.

I want to believe that this time around i will not fall back into the depths of despair everytime I hear your name or remember a long ago memory.

This time i will smile and thank the heavens that i am healed and know that i am worth so much more than the scraps you gave me.

I believe that this time I'll be okay.

Tell me what happened

Was i too much again?

Over bearing

Over zealous

Over everything

Tell me what happened

Was i too little again?

Not quick witted

Not intelligent

Not everything

Tell me what happened

Was it something i did again?

Talk too much

Talk too little

Or was it everything

Was it something i said

Or is it just me

Or was it everything about me

What happened?

You sent me a note

Tied it up with red ribbon

When I expected a profession of love

I Was instead met with a goodbye

It didnt rain outside, but cornered in those four walls a hurricane hit my heavy heart

Was I too late to save the one i love?

I called and I called, but no one answered

Even the ocean couldn't hold the depths of my despair

Please don't try to say goodbye again

I'm pretty sure im in love with you

I've only been in love once before and it hurt

This time I have the same feeling, but with the absence of pain

Its a good feeling

Its a scary feeling

What do I do with this kind of love?

It would seem that everytime i catch your eye

I blush and give out a sigh

Because i do this everytime someone graces me with their affection

Is it love or wishful thinking

Im hungry of heart yet fragile to touch

I want and i want

I take and i take

I want to be loved and i take what i can get

I want you to love me, but i dont know if im worthy

Im not worthy

Im not worthy

When i was 15

I thought i was in love

But he was a boiling lover

My skin was red and blistered all over

He never held my hand

But there was a kind word when he needed me

When i turned 16

I figured "this is the year!"

I'd finally get a date for real

But this year left me to kneel

I waited and waited

But no one came

When i was 17

I had given up

I sat in my ivory tower

Content to sit and glower

"Love is only temporary"

My parents taught me that

Now im 18

So much time has passed

Im still lonely it would seem

My eyes had lost their gleam

Im not happy with myself

And i try so hard to fix it

And you just had to show up

I dont know anything about dating!

I dont know anything about love!

Your presence is like a gift from above

But dammit what do i do?

Im not even sure if what you're doing is flirting

You confuse me

You furiate me

You twist all ive ever known

What do i do

When i think about you

Its with stars in my eyes

But a little voice keeps whispering

Is it all lies?

I cant seem to figure you out

Youre such a mystery

I cant gauge what youre thinking

Do you even like me

You say these things

that send me reeling

It catches me of guard

What is this im feeling

I bite my tounge

Not ready to say

Youre an adventure waiting

And im ready to play

My thoughts keep whispering

Get out while you can

But i turn and there you are

I can barely stand

Thumbs is my cat.

She has thumbs and that's not usual for a cat.

Thumbs the cat acts like a dog.

She comes when you whistle a certain way.

A long high note then a short low note.

If shes walking all over you and it annoys you, 

you can point your finger down and say 'lay down' and she'll do it.

If you see her stretching out in the hall and you get her to look at you,

Just say 'Pretty Kitty' in a condescending tone,

She'll start rolling around, trying to be cute.

It works.

Thumbs the cat acts like a dog and that's okay.

Yet a girl can be a girl, but act like a boy,

but a boy still cant still be a boy and act like a girl.

It's not okay to be weak.

It's not okay to be a woman.

But Thumbs will continue to be who she is,

without anyone's approval.

My cat has thumbs, she is different,

and I love her so much.