Romeo and Juliet

Romeo and Juliet... a timeless tale about two kids falling in love.  On one hand, you've got Romeo, the hot headed kid of the Montegue line who falls in love with another mans girl.  And on the other hand, you have Juliet, the sweet, nieve child of the Captulet line who falls in love with the mysterious party crasher Romeo.  These kids fall so in love that they are willing to die for one another. Stupidly,i might add.  Don't get me wrong, I do love the story of Romeo and Juliet, but honestly, why so dramatic? I feel like there was a better way to go about it.  I mean, really... if I was Juliet and I woke up in a crypt and then looked down and saw the supposed love of my life lying dead on the ground, I would totally get up, step over his still warm dead body and walk out of that darn crypt.  There are other fishes in the sea, and really, why die for someone who is already dead?  Am I the only one who finds this strange?  I understand the idea of sacrificial love and unconditional love.  I know that Jesus died on the cross because he loved us so very much.  I'm not sure if I could die for someone.  Not that I'm selfish enough to think that my life is more valuable then someone elses but I do think that everything happens for a reason and idk... I'm not really sure what I'm saying.  Lol... I guess my issue is that love doesn't just happen.  You can't just fall in love with someone just by looking at them.  I'm a strong believer that there is no such as thing as love at first sight.  That it takes time and courge and fights and ways to get to know each other.  You can't just look at someone and know that you are in fact going to marry them.  Maybe I'm just a skeptic on love, or maybe I'm a realist.  Who knows... All I know is that when I like someone and he doesn't like me, I hate it and I guess thats what I'm going through right now. 

broken heart

I can remember the day I promised myself that I would never fall this hard for a guy ever again. I was supposed to guard my heart and hide my feelings away. Then he showed up... he crept silently into my heart and camped out there. Than slowly, I feel... I like his smile, the way he pauses to think before he speaks, the way I can talk to him about anything. And I swear that he felt the same way. People saw it, I wasn't the only one this time. But I misread his signals, and couldn't translate the language he was speaking. My heart slowly broke with ever subtle rejection... and I laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling with my tears streaming down my face. I wrote this song to better explain what happened.


I'm Still Waiting to be Seen

I promised myself, that I would fall, fall for you so hard. But stole my thoughts and became my dream but you couldnt see, that I'm here standing. Waiting for you...

You broke my heart you broke my heart and its still beating in the pieces you left. You crushed my world, you crushed my dreams and I'm still waiting, to be seen.

I thought that we had something special. But I misread the language you were speaking. The subtle rejection caught me off guard, and I stood broken in front of you.

the possibility of a relocation...

so, my mom asked me today if I've ever thought of relocating and "starting over". I laughed and told her that I think about it all the time. But in reality, would I feel different? Would things be different, or would it just be the same drama different state? Honestly, thinking of leaving makes me happy, but the idea of leaving certain people behind makes me sad. And that scares me. especially the thought of leaving a certain someone behind makes me feel upset. Now this certain someone doesn't realize I feel this way, but that still doesn't stop me from feeling. Ha-ha same old Lissie... I fall to hard to fast. I'll prolly never learn. =\

Well, just a short update because its been too long. Heading to bed now :) Night world.