"Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction?"

By JKill09
_I don't mean to be rude and I don't want any tension.
But I wanted to mention, that you've got my attention.
I'm hyponotized, deadlocked, can't divert my eyes.
Not too smooth with the ladies but I'm gonna try,
Give me a chance, I'm kinda funny, kinda nice.
I'll curl your lips skywards, make you show your pearly whites.
I'll hold you through the night, to be sure you're alright.
Do whatever it takes 'cause baby you're worth the fight.

And that's why...

Drop the rhyming, let's be real. There's an ongoing battle. Me VS Karma. I'm winning :). Something could go wrong now and 'till forever, and I'll still consider myself lucky. As long as you're in my life I won't believe in bad luck. I know that everything will be okay when I stare into your eyes. So Karma can try and bring me down but it'll never happen...

You have me in awe, the way I can't find a flaw,
And if I do, well, I'll just give you a call.
But don't sit up alone waiting by the phone,
'Cause it's not gonna ring, I won't find anything.

What else can I say?

I could spend days and days just writing about you. But I'd rather have you beside me. Rest your head on my chest, everything will be fine. I'd do anything to make sure you were happy 'cause you keep a smile on my face at all times. Look at me. Losing my head, letting my guard down all over a girl. The girl. I'm a mess. I can't think straight.

The only thing I know is true is that all my attention is on you.
Question is, do I have your attention too?
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And If I Wrote You A Love Note...

By JKill09
_Leave the light on. I'm not planning on going to sleep tonight. I used to sleep so I could dream. However, you've left me with nothing to dream about. So why sleep when what I think about when I'm under won't come close to the reality that I'm living. The reality that is you. I'd rather lie awake, stare at the ceiling, and think about you ('cause you're always on my mind). I'd break any speeding law just to get to you faster. I'd take the long way home just so we'd have a little more time together.

Speaking of time...

I feel so out of place every time that 11:11 rolls around. Somebody always says "make a wish" and nothing crosses my mind. Ever. What exactly would I have to wish for with you in my life? So I'm: Wishless. Dreamless. But happy.

Done speaking of time...

After we say goodbye there's always this little interval where I find myself trying to get rid of the smile on my face that was plastered there by you. You make the smile feel permanent. Like it belongs. But then I'm by myself. Smiling at nothing. Looking like an idiot (but then again I am just a fool for you).

Back to speaking of (bed)time...

On second thought, scratch that. Let the light go out. I think I'll try to get some rest tonight. Not because I want to dream, but because I'm tired from picking myself up all day (after falling for you over. And over. And over).

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