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oh god, i've been wishing that you would not be the only one i love, the only one i want, but... it's pointless because you are. you'll always be everything to me, you'll always be the one that matters.

without a sense of confidence and i'm convinced
that there's just too much pressure to take
i've felt this way before - so insecure

The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of because words diminish your feelings - words shrink things that seem timeless when they are in your head to no more than living size when they are brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revalations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller, but for want of an understanding ear.

now that you've come into my life, without you i know i can't survive
'cause you're the reason that i live each day
and i wanna thank you for all that you are
thank you for being my light when it's dark, thank you for bringing me joy each day
thank you for givin' my life a new song, givin' me reason to wanna stay strong
thank you for everything that you've done