un-fair?

Wow long time since i've written one of these...
Every time your lips touch mine, i still get the butterfly affect, still get the urge to smile, hold you tighter. tip-toe. bent knees. perfect. Candle light is what i need, need the romace of a perfect night, perfect everything, not what it almost was, a rush, a hurry, quietly. not that. i dont want to rush. take the time. just so i know you'll still be there. not that you just want me for certain aspects. recently thats all i feel like. need to know i can still talk to you for hours, and can just hold you. iloveyou.
Times change people change, things which you could do a long time ago you cant really do anymore. Sometimes i wonder weather you actually know how stupid you truely are. Nobody actually cares. the times when people will listen to issues and respond in a certain manner shows how much they need you, want you. He Was being himself, dont take everything he did to heart its him being him, get over it, to him your nothing special, your just his friend. Now i cant have my own dream because its your dream is it? well sweetie it was my dream for a very long time, i knew i wanted this from the second i knew i was good at it. do you honestly see your friends with your art-work everywhere? let her get on with it. stop worrying.
Science lessons arnt the same since i sat there and heard the lyrics which made me almost cry. i want to look at a picture and know that you know me now, who i am now, i want to know you as you were, but as you know me now, i want you to see me on my prom night, i want you to look at me and say i love you my beautiful granddaughter. but that cant happen can it, im sure you died when i was too young to understand, to loose someone at such an age, its not fair, im finding it hard to remember your voice, thats surely not a good thing. i wish you could see me now. because i miss you. i love you.

Others.

The others belong to a different world to us.
They are different people, can influence them to do stuff which they wouldn't do if the others were not there,
The others are a collection of ghosts which haunt a house or room per say,
They influence other objects and peoples minds.
The thought of the others, creates a single memory. a memory which makes me go into a downward spiral, into some really loud rock music to drain the thoughts and the sounds out from my head.
Some people get along with these others, however the inside secret is, their both bitches, and cant hold back from saying anything about anyone, funnily they bitch to people which arnt really happy with them and don't really like them at this present moment in time. surely spending a day slating them off isn't a good thing?
My advise to them people is, go back to who you were and speak your mind, tell them straight if there not allowing you to be happy then don't suffer in silence and if theres a big issue with it then they obviously don't care about your feelings and want everything their way, fuck them!
My advise to the rest of you, People Are Fickle, when you've got a person that's being controlled with her emotions and her decisions. don't always trust them even thought they've said sorry, and all is "forgiven"