rolling in the grass,
floating in the waters,
i lay there,
with beautiful eyes.
so innocent and majestic.
i lie there, unharmed.

my prince charming comes along,
in dirty ripped jeans,
emo and all,
looks me in the eyes and promises himself,
"no matter what..."

but he was unaware of the mess i was,
suicidal,
a cutter and all.
yet he still held me close.

i went and jumped out of a train,
he still loved me and tumbled right after me.
no matter my sexuality,
he had to smile with whatever i had in mind.

i run off away from him,
he searched till the ends of the world till he found me.
i killed a man,
he claimed it was defense&took me away with his arm around
me.
i make a fool of myself and no one laughs,
yet he'll get up and make the only sound with a laughter
and clap to get everyone started.
i cheated on him,
and yet he cursed me out,
and i cried,
and yet he turned around and brushed my tears away and
kissed me.
i got drunk,
he took me in.
i took a gun,
he took it away.
i turned my head away,
he turned it back and kissed me.
i was put into a mental hospital,
he visited me everyday.

he was always there,
and loved me so.
he touched me gently,
it makes me shake.

but no matter what I've done,
we would lay there,
beneath the grass,
next to the lake.
i run my hand through the water,
and he sits by,
watching over me,
and my life.
in dirty and ripped jeans,
he still looks over me as if i were a million.
keeping his promise,
he says to himself again,
"no matter what"
and takes out his guitar,
playing "Never Too Late" by Three Days Grace.
he does it for me.
he tells me he loves me,
and i cant help but think he needs someone better,
yet to him,
he does not care on how much of a mess i am-i'm still a
million and more to him.
he says "i stay because i love you, and because of the
trouble that follows, that means you'll need my love even
more..."

he is my life,
my soul,
and my heart keeper...