• deleted.
    Let me type I love you if I can't say it.
    Let me touch your pictures if I've been told you're off-limits.
    Let me say words that mean nothing if these will never fit.
    And watch as I tell myself this is better than hurting you.

    If you'd tell me I'm beautiful it would make my day but if I could tell you the same I'd be moving mountains.
    Friendship doesn't work when one person wants more, but neither does love if it's only one-sided.
    And I wish I wasn't the one on the losing side.

    They say there's always more fish in the sea. "I've been in love before," I scream at myself,
    "So why does this one matter?" One boy to make my day. One boy can dictate my facebook for the next month. But if this trust is misplaced then I'm not seeing it.

    When you smile at her I start to die and forget the moments we've shared.
    If we walk by and you don't notice the term "butterflies in my tummy" doesn't suffice
    and if by chance you do then I'm racing through all the evaluations of detail that give women a bad name.

    So here's the message to all of those moments.
    Let me write the words and send the photographs.
    Pixels please remember what I can never say and fingers enjoy as you create the words that the air's forbidden to hear.
    Clock please tick by fast and lead me to forget these emotions
    as he will forget eventually mine .
    And mind, please silent your screams while I press the fated button, delete.