Missing someone isn't about how long it's been since you have last seen them or the amount of time it has been since you last talked. It's about that very moment when you are doing something and you wish that they were right there with you.
Just when you think things Can't get any worse, they do. But I've learned that life is Like an hourglass. Sooner or later everything hits rock bottom But all you have to do is be patient And wait for someone to turn it all around
I sit here with one and a half years of high school left and start to think of all the things I will remember when looking back 10, 20, even 30 years from now. I know what it will be. It will be all my great friends that I was always with And the ones I just saw at school stuff. It will be all the people that didn’t really like me And the ones I wasn’t to fond of It will be all the Friday night games And the yelling and screaming we did It will be the dinners after games And the Friday night drama It will be the sore throats on Saturday And the things we did before getting ready for the parties It will be the many, many movies groups of us went to And even the ones that it was just my boyfriend and me It will be all the crushes I had And the guys I actually dated It will be the guy one of my best friend dates Who I don’t really like that much It will be all the lies and rumors that went around The mixes of the truth and what never really happened over the weekends It will be all the inside jokes we had And the jokes we played on each other It will be all the long talks with best friends And the short hellos with people I saw while out somewhere It will be all the money I blew on stupid stuff And the stuff im glad I blew money on It will be the stupid fights with friends Where no one ever stayed mad for that long It will be all the songs we sang to And the ones we couldn’t stand The proms I went to along with the dances It will be all the things I wish I would have done And some regrets I will have bout the things I did do. It will be all the times I thought I fell in love And the first time I really did It will be all these things and more It is all the stuff I will never get to do again And the stuff I have yet to do These are my high school years, years that I will cherish forever and always
who wants what she can't have who dreams for too much who falls for the bad boys who kisses and tells who cries too often who eats&&eats when broken up with who longs to be loved who doesn't see the beauty in herself that everyone else sees who laughs at things that happened yesterday who hides her feelings who cares what people think of her who believes in others more than herself who is looking for her place in this world
