The Secret Confessions Of A High School Senior

You're my reason.

Between the smiles 

And the tears

There's something there.

There's something between us.

Sometimes, I'm not sure

Of what it could possibly be.

We're both so

Broken,

Complicated,

Damaged,

but we're also

Loud, 

Obnoxious,

Cute,

Lovable

And cuddly.

Sometimes damaged people find only the good in others.

Then we begin to overlook all the little annoying things.

Or we're so oblivious to those little things. 

Pokes upon pokes.

Mindless rambling.

Yelling.

Smoking.

Stupid baby voices.

Constant touching.

I hate it. I do.

I also love it because it shows

That even though we're broken

We still have light within us.

Before him, 

I lost everything good in life.

I was scared,

Insecure, 

Unloved,

Unwanted

And alone.

I had no reason to live.

With him....

I'm loved.

I'm wanted, 

Needed.

I smile.

I laugh

And cry.

My stomach hurts from laughing so much.

A smile is constantly glued to my face.

I have a reason to wake up every morning.

A reason to fight for everything good in life.

I have a reason to put down the razor blade

And the bottle of pills,

Dry my tears and 

Talk about my problems.

Instead of letting every little thing

Get to me,

I have a reason to continue on. 

We're broken,

Complicated,

Intense,

Needy,

Whiny people apart.

Together?

Together we're

Creative,

Funny,

Non-stop,

Balls of energy.

We're two mismatched puzzle pieces that somehow

Fit perfectly together.