"What love really means..."

“Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'” -Unknown

So I don`t have an iPod anymore . . I`m not gonna say what happen because theres a good sode to it. So it kinda balances it out. He`s not as bad as people think. Everyone has there moments too so they shouldnt be talking. Jerks.

Supernatural By Flyleaf
This song is so amazing. I`m gonna learn it.Thats a promise.

Her headaches are constant,
Increasing in pain
With each passing day.
She can't even manage
To stand on her own, it's gotten so bad.

Now you think of saying
There's no use in praying.
And still, she bows her head.
So she can say
Thank You for just one more day.

Supernatural patience
Graces her face
And her voice never raises.
All because of a love
Never let go of, never let go of

He has every reason to throw up his fists
In the face of his God
Who let his mother die.
Through all the prayers and tears,
She still passed in pain anyway.

Now you think of saying
There's no use in praying
And still, he bows his head.
So he can say
Thank You for ending her pain.

Supernatural patience
Graces his face
And his voice never raises.
All because of a love
Never let go of.

Never let go of...

He is teaching me...
What love really means...

Supernatural patience
Graces his face
And his voice never raises.
All because of a love
Never let go of.
Yes it's Supernatural patience
Graces his face
And his voice never raises.
All because of a love
Never let go of. Never let go of

He is teaching me...
What love really means...

So my mother wouldnt stop telling me how gracous and mature I was about it all when I found out and when he came over. She said I didnt respond like a normal teenager would and that a normal teenager would have freaked out. But I didnt feel the need to. I didnt want to scream, or cause a seen. And I don`t want to say that I know he had enough from his parents ,because I don`t. I`m not him nor am I his parents. I didn`t really think it was as a big a deal, at least not for me. When my mom told me, I was just as calm as when i was holding my baby cusion. Who is super adorable:]. But I felt bad. Don`t ask me why, I have no clue. But I did.