I'm Always Going To Be

Seems Like Just Yesterday, You Were A Part Of Me. I Used To Stand So Tall, I Used To Be So Strong; Your Arms Around Me Tight, Everything Felt So Right - Unbreakable, Like Nothing Could Go Wrong. Now I Can't Breathe. No, I Can't Sleep; I'm Barely Hanging On. Here I Am, Once Again, I'm Torn Into Pieces. Can't Deny It, Can't Pretend, Just Thought You Were The One. Broken Up, Deep Inside, But You Won't Get To See The Tears I Cry.

Everyone Is Different: Different Shapes, Sizes, Colors, Beliefs, Personalities, And You Have To Celebrate Those Differences.

I'm A Hygiene Freak. I'm Like Obsessive-compulsive When It Comes To Washing Your Hands.

Books Have Always Been Important To Me - My Mom Was A First Grade Teacher, So I Grew Up Reading All The Time.

I've Always Dreamed That Love Would Be Effortlesslike A Pedal Falling To The Ground; A Dreamer Following His Dream.