My Heart -&- Soul

::: It's Reality :::

I'm gonna marry him some day
I don't care what they say
It is what it is
And I'm nothing but his
I wouldn't want it any other way
...There's so much more I could say

I love him to death
Together; til the very last breath
Nothing comes between us
Nothing we can't discuss
So much communication
...Always appreciation

We thrive off each other
We live through one another
If there was no him and I
I'd probably die
He's the reason I'm alive
...My reason to survive

He has such an impact on me
If only you could see
I wish I could express how I feel
There's so much to reveal
Most of it can't be said
...I show it instead

I'd tell the world if I could
Not sure it'd be understood
It just seems so unreal
But it's how I feel
I couldn't live without him
...It all comes from within

I'm gonna marry him some day
I don't care what they say
It is what it is
And I'm nothing but his
I wouldn't want it any other way
...There's so much more I could say

I love him to death
Together we stand...
Til the very last breath.
<3


Courtney Campbell
September 22, 2oo7
9:08am

I love you so much, Pierre. You mean the world to me.
Thanks for everything. <3

.Sorry.

Here I am again, back in this place.
I feel like I'm not good enough. No matter how hard I try to please everyone, its just never enough.
I wish I could satisfy everyone, especially those I love and care about.
But I'm not perfect, and I'm sorry for that.
I hate to disappoint people. One of the worst feelings in the world for me.
I'm breaking down for the fact I wish I was able to meet your wants and needs. But I can't seem to do that.

Again, I'm sorry I'm not perfect...

:'(

Fear

It scares me to know that it's possible to lose you...



:(

::: All My Life :::

How much longer
Will I be thrown around?
So disrespected
Used and Abused
Taken advantage of...
It's all the same anymore

I try to hide
But they always find me
It hurts sometimes
But they dont mind
Til they see it through my eyes
It'll remain misunderstood

Tears me apart
But that's not the point
They walk away happy
That's all that matters
It shouldn't be this way
I shouldn't have to live this way

I often wonder
When will all this end?
I only find one answer
I'll go through this
Til the day I die
It's all the same
It's expected anymore
It's a part of my life ....

But I am again
I'm at the ground
They trample over me
One time after another
I should be used to this by now
So why do I still feel the way I do?


September 2, 2oo7
4:44am