What makes me smile :)

What makes me smile?

The smell of rain on a hot summer day,
The wind as were zooming around the lake.
Sitting on the swings and talking until its late.

Belting out music and dancing crazy.
Laughing out loud and big white daisies.

I love freshly polished toes
And freckles on your nose
And pretty little presents with big old bows.
Campfires and funny TV shows.

The sound of ukulele music late into the night.
When you call and say sorry after a fight.
The pull of the string on my big yellow kite.

Bright colors and vintage dresses.
yummy perfumes
and the buzz of one new message.
Fluffy winter boots and long silky tresses.
Big comfy sweat pants and sparkly messes.

I love an exciting new book and getting the mail.
Lazy Sundays and the sound of hale.

But what makes me smile, i know its true,
is every time i think of
you... :)

Shampoo...

Shampoo...
oh shampoo,
how your subtle green bottle calls to me as my alarm clock sounds.
How you SHAKE with anticipation as i flick on the lights,
and start the steaming water.

Shampoo...
the nice swish-clunk sound you make as i shake you upside down,
to release your gooey contents.
oh how i love the smell of your fresh citrus and green tea.
the frothy lather of bubbles that consumes my hair
and the tops of my eyebrows,
until i have no choice but to close my eyes and scrub.

oh Shampoo...
oh how you leave my hair feeling fresh and revived,
as i rinse the bubbles from my locks.
i can see the condensation of tears form on your bottle
as i move on.
on to your companion,

Conditioner

but do not fret dear shampoo.
our relationship is not over!
for tomorrow my hair will be dank
and lifeless
and need to type of love only you can provide.
and as i go through my day i will catch the hint of the smell

of fresh citrus and green tea.

Direct Orders

You  have been given direct orders to ROCK THE FREAK OUT!

Rock out like you just won 3 million dollars in the lottery.
Rock out like there are no taxes.
Rock out like this is your last chance to rock out before you have to go live a solemn life with nuns.
Rock out like you were chose out of 15000 people to meet your favorite band!
Rock out like no one cares.

Rock out like EVERYONE cares.

Rock out like you have a whole life devoted to rocking out!
Rock out like you have too much rock for one hand.
Rock out like your shirt is neon orange.
Rock out like your book is published, you movie is watched, your song is played and your designs are bought.
Rock out like you woke up to find you are going to Disneyland. Today.

Rock out like he said "I love you" and kissed you in the rain.

Rock out like your biggest dream came true!
Rock out like the made it on the life boat on the Titanic.
Rock out like the world will end tomorrow.
Rock out like Rocking is your name and Out in your game.
Rock out like there is a letter in your mail box.
Rock out like he just asked for your number
Rock out like you are in the championship of the "World Wide Rock Out" contest.
Rock out like rocking out is all that matters.

Because in the end it's not going to matter how many breathes you take, but how many moments of rocking out take your breath away :)

The Secret life of an American Teenager

When you see her, walking down the halls
you may think "She has it all together".
Her clothes say "I'm too good for you"
Her phone a blatant barrier that says " I don't need you"
and her arrogant walk that says "I'm doing great"

But what you don't see,

Is that she DOESN'T have it all together.
Infact, she has nothing together.
You think, she thinks " She's too good for you"
but she REALLY thinks "She's not good enough for you"

She may seem like she doesn't need you,
but really,
she needs you more than anything.

You think she is doing great?
She's not. She's not at all.

But nothing will change, because we are all too afraid.
She is afraid of being herself.
of disappointing.
of embarrassing herself.

and you.
you are afraid to notice.
Afraid to break out of the shell,
the cliques have neatly provided for you.
Afraid of being wrong.

So she will keep walking down the hall,
With walls up so high that you can't
Even see there is another side.

And you will keep walking down the hall,
completely ignorant,
and not even trying to shatter her walls.

All because of fear.

i walk alone...

I walk alone
I walk alone.
The thin dirt path puffs dust with every step i take.
Dead plants and flowers cripple near the side of the road,
evidence of unlived potential.
The sun
so big and so hot
each step feels like one million.
sweat beading on my neck and forehead.
But i have to keep walking.
I walk alone
I walk alone.
The horizon is an endless orange/brown.
Nothing to look at,
Nothing to do.
Small shacks pop up every mile or so.
All the windows broken, wood warped, doors off their hinges.
But i can't stop.
I walk alone
I walk alone.
Huge rusted stop signs appear.
I want so badly to take their advice.
To sit down.
Acknowledge my failure, move on
just stop.
Stop.
STOP.
I walk alone
I walk alone.
In the distance i can make out people,
families,
laughing,
playing,
i want to join.
But i can't,
get off this thin dirt path that puffs dust with every step i take.
With the big hot sun beating down on my face.
Burning away hope.
I walk alone
I walk alone.

Im thinking about you ;)

I'm thinking... about you... all the time.
 like every part of my brain has been polluted.
but i like it.
Like i just can't stop... thinking... about you.
 So i just want you to know,
I'm thinking about you like butterflies think about kisses,
 and fairies think about wishes.
 I'm thinking about you like pens think about paper and pencils think about paper
and paper thinks about being crinkled and thrown away...
 because I've done that three times already.
I'm thinking about you like music thinks about beats,
like flip flops think about feet,
like cows think about becoming meat,
like lizards think about heat.
I'm thinking about you.
I'm thinking about you like wallets think about money,
 like bears think about honey,
like you think about being funny.
 I'm thinking about you like teeth think about smiling,
like phones think about dialing,
like I'm thinking about picking up my phone and dialing... your number ... right now.
I'm thinking about you... you like the moon thinks about stars,
 like the Earth thinks about Mars,
 like the road thinks about cars.
I'm thinking about you like marshmallows think about fire
and wood thinks about fire and
Owl City thinks about fire... flies.
Because the truth is,
when i sit here doing nothing or something or everything,
I'm really thinking about you.

What is LOVE????

Love is butterflies in your stomach, sweaty palms and a huge smile on your face.

Love is blindness, love is a dance

Love is the waves of the ocean crashing on the beach, waching away a sand castle.

Love is finding a needle in the haystack

Love is when you thoughts are clogged with their name, face and laugh.

Love is screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain.

Love is fire. Love is Paris.

Love is LOVE!