This Lulluby by sarah Dessen

I saw her in the produce section late last Saturday It hadn’t been but seven days since she went away Once she’d love my filet mignon, my carnivore inklings But now she was a vegan princess, living off beans She’d given up the cheese and bacon, sworn off Burger King And when I wouldn’t do the same she gave me back my ring I stood there by the romaine lettuce, feeling my heart pine Wishing that this meatless beauty still would be mine She turned around to go to checkout, fifteen items or less And I knew this was the last go-round, so this is what I said… Don’t ever give me no rotten tomato, ‘Cause all I ever wanted was your sweet potato Mashed, whipped, creamed, smothered, chucked, and diced, Anyway you fix it baby sure tastes nice — Potato Song [Part 1] by Truth Squad     (This Lullaby by Sarah Dessen) ______________________________________________________________ “Because you can never go from going out to being friends, just like that. It’s a lie. It’s just something that people say they’ll do to take the permanence out of a breakup. And someone always takes it to mean more than it does, and then is hurt even more when, inevitably, said ‘friendly’ relationship is still a major step down from the previous relationship, and it’s like breaking up all over again. But messier.” — Sarah Dessen (This Lullaby) _______________________________________

Where's the key?

There's always a time I ask myself "where is the man who'll be my future boyfriend?" after all, I've never been into a serious commitment. When it comes in Love I admit that I'm so skeptical-- I myself have doubts about it. I remember when I was in my gradeschool years, I had a huge crush with my classmate. He's so nice, creative and jolly. Whenever I'm sad he sees it, so he'll make a move to somehow make me happy. However it only lasted for a year. I transfered to another school. And ever since I didn't know any info about him. I prayed that our worlds will soon meet again. Till in a very unexpected day, unexpected moment I found this grace. I got an information of his and gladly he still knows me:) Actually I barely use my phone in SMS conversations, since I was a child, my only entertainment in this thing is its saved games. It was my first time texting a guy, communicating with a guy thru landline conversation. It feels like, my heart stops beating... <3 I might as well request for CPR :))) I have my cousin, Kate with me. She laughs as I received a msg from him. Since then, I believe in love and luck. I consider this guy my very first crush. Seriously, it lasted for years... this affection. I may call it INTIMACY. But not CONSPIRACY. that's too awkward...:)))

Hear the crack of a brokenheart

Forget his words, Forget his face.

Forget his touch and warm embrace.

Forget the times that went so fast

Forget the pain that will always last.

Forget the love you once shared

Forget how much he really cared

Forget when he made you cry all night

Forget when he held you close and tight

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Forget his lips, forget his eyes

Forget his words were someimes lies.

Forget when he said that he loved you

Forget how he seemed so perfect and true.

Forget how he gently held your hand

Forget the night you spent with him on the sand.

Forget how his kiss felt upon your lips

Forget how his presence made your heart skip.

Forget his laugh, forget his smile

Forget when he was worth your while.

Forget those talks and how he listened,

Forget how much you really miss him.

Forget it when they play your song.

Forget when he told you he was sorry and wrong.

Forget the arguments, forget the fights.

Forget you thought he was heaven's light.

Forget he promised it was meant to be.

Forget how he made you feel young and free.

Playing cards then a little hide and seek,

Wishing every moment not just last for a week.

Forget the songs and lullubies he sang for you

Dreaming each lyrics will be so soon.

Forget how you two should slowly dance

Forget tge day you took that chance.

You can forget but not regret.

Those days full of shine and rain.

Enjoying with him the beauty of the sunset

When you're enduring every blast of pain.

You can forget even if you try.

Why is it so hard to just say goodbye?