You Can't Fix Something That Is Already Broken...

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Every time I see her, I can't help myself but tell her she is beautiful.

She just laughs at me.

"I'm not joking." I say, but she still laughs anyway.

"Why?" She asks me in frustration.

"What?" I ask calmly.

"Why, do you bother with me, I am useless and I am messed up. Why me?" She spreads her arms out, almost like she is flying. Or trying to fly.

"Because...because I love you and you are beautiful."

"Stop saying that." She squeezes her lips together. "I am not beautiful, I am nothing." 

"Stop with that, you hurt me when you say stuff like that." Now I am frustrated

"James, you can't fix something that is already broken..." And she walks away.

I tell her she is beautiful...

I tell her she is my everything...

Maybe she is right...

You can't fix something that is already broken...

Call Me Crazy

                       

                                                                           *via*

                                                                    Call me crazy. 

                                                                                

For wanting more in life. Call me crazy when I start to cry over nothing. When I laugh at nothing. Call me crazy for caring for the smallest things. For saving the little things I find on my journey of life. Call me crazy for listening to the same song over and over again. For singing all the time. For trying to write my feelings and turning them into a song. Call me crazy when I scream and shut the world out. For still believing and holding on to dream.

Call me crazy. 

Places to be...people to see.

                                                *via*

                                      This world we live in,it's so beautiful...

There are so many places out there that you can visit or discover. So many people out there waiting for someone. Someone like you. I just want to blindfold myself,grab a dart and throw it on the map,where the dart lands is where I will go. But it takes courage,strength,independence to go to these places. No one said you had to go alone,but no one said it would be easy. There will always be a home for you to go back to but do you really want to go back? So many But's when you look at things. There will always be But's. This world we live in,is your home. The people around the world you are the people you live with. While we are still living,let's go to these places,let's go visit these people. 

                                         There are places to be...people to see.

                                                                Let's fly...