They say the past defines us
Who we are, what we do, what we like, and who we trust
Lately a clean record is hard to find
I could never judge someone’s lest they judge mine
And what’s the point in being anything but kind?
Mistakes are easy to make, but even harder to correct
I just want someone I can be my best with
Look back; who broke your heart, who changed your mind
Who caused you to loose faith in relationships over time?
Dismantling someone’s heart should be considered a vicious crime
But what if you were the one to make the mistake?
Forever followed by a stigma of hate
Going from person to person, never catching a break
Find someone special then introducing a taint
Making them believe you were pulling a feint
When in all honestly, it was for them that you were trying to change
You traded in the passion of the sun for the seduction of the moon
Ending something great much too soon
Accepting your fate isn’t the same as giving up
Because Your hearts desire isn’t that easy to disrupt
They say time heals all wounds, but that shouldn’t be your focus
Forge a persona that you can make the most of
Try to make yourself the person people aspire to be
But remember that nothing in this life comes easily

I get praise for the girls whose names I don’t remember
But not for the ones who make my heart start to simmer
Every princess needs her knight
But I’m done fighting for the girls of the night
I believe in heavenly love, in bringing each other virtue
Knowing I’m a better person because I am with you
Swag is confidence, charm is that plus elegance
Save your charm for that special someone because you know that they deserve the best
I’ve been blessed with a smile that draws you near, with eyes that say I want you here
It’s true when I said a pretty smile makes me weak,
But it’s when beauty, intellect, and personality combine that I can barely speak
You’re already in my head, I cherish the moments when you’re in my arms
You captivate me with everything about you, all of your charms
In an era where your number is everything,
I care more about who you are now, and appreciate who you used to be

I hear so many girls claim that romance is dead
Claiming that all guys’ want is to get them in bed
So their bad choices reflect on an entire gender
They lock away their hearts, no return to sender
Roses are cliché, so is singing a song                                                            
Leaving guys no chance to be anything but wrong
So the question is how to you reach someone who shuts you out?
Quick to judge you by what she hears via word of mouth
Doesn’t know how to listen whether I whisper or shout
My brain’s fighting my heart, like a heavyweight bout
Do I try to be the one to tear down her walls?
Leaving myself open for failure or fall
Even harder for her, to my passion I give in
Or is potential heartache not worth it, then my brain would win
If you have a history you either get praised or judged for it
Your chance disappears before you can figure out if you guys could work with one simple kiss
I’m getting ahead of myself, first she has to see me
Observe my heart, eyes, and actions, and see someone she could be with
But it all comes back to whether or not this war is worth it
No doubt in my mind that she is, please don’t get me wrong
But emotional roller-coasters are never fun, especially when they’re long
So there she goes, the girl whose beauty and smile captivates me
And two questions remain: do I go for it? Am I worthy?

He broke my heart, she screwed me over
what happened to “he’s my everything, I truly love her”?
maybe I’m old school, focusing on the positive
suffering from the delusion that true romance can be fixed 
fixed implies broken, when I actually meant mended
because a fight or disagreement shouldn’t be the reason passion ended
we live in a time where effort is scary
shielding our vulnerabilities, never thinking “we could get married” 
Isn’t that the point? Trying to find “the one”
someone to kiss in the rain, whose happiness you want to never see undone
But that’s just me, and god knows I’m weak
I fall for every cute smile that I see
Like a kid demanding dessert, I crave something sweet
I try, and try, and try until I finally get a piece
Then i realize that I bit off more than I chew
That I cared less about the prize and more of the pursuit
Our generation barely knows what it wants, nor should we have to
we should appreciate the journey because THAT’S what’s true
admire her beauty, cherish his company
because at that moment in time, you’re their priority
and that’s what matters, personal happiness
Being someone’s reason that they don’t smile less.