The years go fast when you're just a little fly that has no perception of time

 I've seen you going through my thoughts again,
try to make up of what's inside my head,
slowly reading through my old mess.

Haunted by the past in the present,
the remarks that were made all lacked of presence,
everything I said is just void in essence.
Sincerity for us was an abundance of lies,
so we blossomed into wingless, motionless flies,
haunted by the present in the past.

So once again,
I've written the issues on a list,
trying to find out the gist.

I believe it's been Two Years since we met

How many times do you have to run through my dreams,
for me to realize that's the only thing you're destined to be?

Throughout these past few months,
with you only being in my thoughts,
would it be safe to say,
that we are better off this way.

Could I finally breath in,
the fresh air with wonderful scent,
could I finally sit down,
near the tree we never kissed underneath.

Would you say that you'd leave all the memories behind,
start a new life in a community resembling a beehive,
would you start to work 7 to 3,
and never again think of me.

Can't wait for the years to pass,
maybe in due time laugh about our mess,
but I really hope that one day,
we'd meet again.
You'd be just as beautiful, if not more,
and I'd still be the same fool.

I miss you every single day,
and I know that this feeling won't go away,
I hope you never read this,
yet I want you to know that I still care.

1997 was a great year,
too bad we were not born back then,
Two Years passed,
we were in Different Cities,
if it wasn't for this damned place,
we would've never had the chance to say
"Hey, Thanks, Goodbye",
and again,
I don't want you to think,
I Don't Care,
hope you Feel Alright,
although you're probably Tired,
I really Can't Wait,
to see you smile again.

And if you do know what I meant,
if you read the hidden message,
please give them another listen.

What does the handwriting tell about the person? ( Can you know what food they like? )

I took my notebook out,
just to write a song,
but then I saw you,
and now there's nothing I can do.

After all this time,
in this notebook of mine,
I found your words,
forgotten by time.

Our lives are a mess,
but we're doing fine.

Two months have gone by,
without you near by,
my life is a mess,
yet I'm alright.

Hold on tight to these,
hopeless, broken dreams,
I've never given my best,
hope it's not too late to try.

Teen Titans isn't the onlything we have in common

Too stupid now,
to be scared with no way out.
Just frowned upon,
saved my face and yet I'm done.

Don't wanna die, wanna die now!
Wouldn't die for me but I'd die for you.
Don't wanna die, wanna die now!
Wouldn't die for me but I'd die for you.

No not this time,
I won't dig my own grave now.
Please stop me love,
to be in all of this mess.
So you can't just see,
for this odd bad broken dream,
just like fantasy.

Are we enemies,
with no energy,
sadly we've been oh so far away,
oh so far away.
Help me make me stay!

Don't wanna die, wanna die now.
Wouldn't die for me but I'd die for you.
Don't wanna die, wanna die now.
Wouldn't die for me but I'd die for you.

Bless in a dress (Or just a coincidence that happened at the right place at the right time, I honestly do not know anymore)

With your new red dress,
you walk with such class,
whenever I see you,
you just push me away.
With your new red dress,
you've made my life a mess.

We used to walk along all through the day,
now I can hardly see you,
just wanna say this to your face,
you empty me out.

Like your new red dress,
you're already stained,
easy to wash it,
yet it'll never change your face.