Dedicated to Jade

        Dear Sweet Loving Beautiful Jade,
              
                I see your picture and my eyes start to sting but I hold it back
                because I don't want anyone to see me cry. You were so beautiful
                and young, and full of life. I miss you more than you'll ever know.

                I wish I could see you one more time, and tell you all the wonderful
                things about you. When you smiled the room would light up. Just
                to see your smile one more time would make me happier than I've
                been in a long time.


                I can't wait till I get to see you again. But until that time comes I
                will always keep you close to my heart. Losing you has made me
                stronger and a better person. You give me purpose and strength no
                one else alive could. You are always in my memory.


                                       Miss and Love you Always and Forever. <3
                        

                                                     My family wanted a picture of her in our house so I drew her.                        

                            

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk alone. I walk alone.

          It's black and white, not an ounce of color. I can't see the faces of anyone. I get close to someone
          and they turn away. 
     I walk alone. I walk alone.

          I see a broken down car. There's my neighbor singing at the top of her lungs, playing her broken piano
          An empty abandon stage waiting for someone to use it. A smashed microphone. A crowd of laughing
          people staring at me. Nobody is where I am.
     I walk alone. I walk alone.

          A burning scholarship. Scissors. Scissors. Scissors. A burning blazing fire. I'm bare foot but there's
          shoes all around me. I can't reach or grab anything to protect my feet from the hard sharp road, cutting
          my bare feet.
     I walk alone. I walk alone.

          My parents are yelling at each other. I see a picture of just me and my parents. There's burning paper
          all around me. Pencils are shattered and broken everywhere. Everything that comes near me breaks.
I walk alone. I walk alone.

          

Thinking About You.

  I'm thinking about you like salt thinks about pepper.
          Like cats think about balls of yarn.
     Like Pooh Bear thinks about Honey.
                          Like the clouds think about the sky.
 Like SKITTLES think about rainbows.
             Like dinosaurs think about humans.
                                         Like terrorists think about BOMBS.
        Like beads think about string.
Like nailpolish thinks about nails.
                       Like girls think about ChOcOlAtE.
     Like cameras think about images. [|:)8
                   Like teeth think about chewing.
                                  Like bunnies think about carrots.
   Like a brush thinks about llllllllllloooooooooooooooooonnnngggggg hair.
              Like PEANUT BUTTER thinks about JELLY.               

Intro

You don't just eat the cherry pie, you savor it.
You don't just go through the motions of life, you live it.
Living life to the fullest, not missing any opportunities. This is what we should all be doing. Don't just go to school/work and complain about the weather or how tired you are. You give your best effort: 110%. For some, it's easier than others, to actually put an effort into our daily routines.
You don't just go to the oven and pull out a cherry pie magically, you go make it and work for what you want.

Love is...

Love is time.
Love is a wall.
Love is a secret.
Love is a butterfly.
Love is a headache.
Love is like riding a bike.
Love is candy. (sweet and sour)
Love is teeth. (blahfaflajfljadjfialsfkj)
Love is like a cut. (you get hurt but eventually it heals)
Love is like peeing your pants. (only you can feel it, but everyone can see it)
Love is like being blindfolded. (you never know where you're going or where you'll end up)