&&that's who i am;;

let me call you mine&& don't leave until it's your time.


the words we've spoken, you and me, I really don't know where to go from here.

but in this crowd, friends and smiles and laughter dancing to the fast beat and shouts;; i am a l o n e.

&&you're not here. i wish you where.
At 11:11, where are you? are you wishing your heart away, or talking to her?

i really want to see her;;know her;; know the girl who makes us impossible. of course, i'll never admit it, but i like you. i love your laugh. i love the way you smile, and just everything about you. but i don't love you.

i can't love you.

&&i can't love anything anymore, i'm just too broken to understand who and what i am anymore. the words form themselves on my tongue, but i don't speak them. these aren't mine;; i'm not living my life. where did i go? where did i go?

who am i?

i'm cheyenne;;laughter and colours and sweet shades of gray;;dirty.pretty angel with smirks thrown in;; days spent in the sun with fairy wings and wishes;; 11:11;stars&& faith//trust//pixie dust;;imperfections&&skinny obbsessions.words-twisted and turned into tears&&.regret that rides on the back of the wind;;technicolor pages with wax ink in variations of prisms written and scribbled across them;;welcome-to-my-world;;ice and snow&&the society rushing by--

but yeah;;;that's me.

but who are you?