In Sync

Natalie and I are extremely In Sync...it's a little bit creepy. We need to stop.


Seriously, it's weird.

Diary

A couple weeks ago I decided to keep a diary. I think it'll be cool to look back on what I wrote when I'm older. It helps me remember the things I thought were so dreadful, embarrassing, or important to me. Just thought I'd share.

Same Moon ~An Original Poem By Christina PT.

A few days,
that's all it took,
to know how I felt.
I don't know if it's true,
but it feels so right.
Close together,
or miles apart,
you're always in my heart.
And when we lie down at nigh
We see the same moon.
And it keeps me going,
knowing that you're out there,
and there might me the slightest hope,
that you're thinking of me too.
Let something go,
if it returns,
it's yours.
If it doesn't,
it never was.
Come back.

Thank You~ An Original Poem By: Christina PT.

I'm seriously screwed up,
but I don't let it show.
There's really nothing that gets me through it.
Except you, and thank God.
The limited things I've told you,
you helped me with it.
I'm not perfect,
so thank you for putting up with me.
I love you dear,
thank you for being here.


thanks neds, i love you :)

That Girl~ An Original Poem By: Christina PT.

What happened to that girl?
That girl that seemed uncracked,
who always smiled and shrugged it all off.
The girl who solved others problems,
and never her own.
Who had all the worst things happening,
but no one ever knew.
The one who even hid her thoughts,
from everybody else.
And pretended she was fine.
What happened to the girl that everyone thought was strong?
That was carefree and wanted to have fun.
The one who had ambitions, and goals, and dreams.
The "Perfect" one as everyone presumed.
What ever did happen to her?
That girl finally broke.

Jealous~ An Original Poem By: Christina PT.

I want everything that you have.
I'll admit it, I'm jealous.
But it doesn't help when you flaunt it to me,
as though you were trying to make me jealous.
Your life seems so perfect,
although I realize everyone has their own problems.
I know one of yours, I know it's big.
But then there's all those little things that you complain about,
and you don't even realize what I go through.
Or anyone else for that matter.
You never ask, or wonder.
All you do is worry about yourself.
And yet,
I'm jealous.
Why is that?
You just seem to get everything you'd ever want.
And you don't even earn it.
It's handed to you on a golden platter.
That's why I'm jealous,
over materialistic things.
So doesn't that make me no better than you?

You~ An Original Poem By: Christina pt (not my best, it's what happens when I try to rhyme)

You think I'm different,
and it's actually true.
I'm not the same as the other girls you've met.
I know it sounds crazy that I know what you've been through.
Yeah, it is crazy,
but I really do.
I truly promise,
I really do like you.
Because to me,
you're different too.
Your warm brown eyes and that sparkly smile,
everything that you are, it's all so new.
I know it's cheesy but,
you'll be on my heart just like a tattoo.

Self- ~An Original Poem By: Christina PT. Inspired By: Natalie Zummer

We're small you know,
we humans I mean.
For there are things much bigger,
and greater, than our selfish beings.
The land, fire, wind, and oceans,
that stream thus far.
We think of ourselves,
as though we are the only ones,
that truly matter.
Look around you,
and see the trees, the flowers, the birds.
The things that try to keep our earth tranquil,
and peaceful, and are small.
We help these things grow,
we help these innocent things.
So we, these selfless creatures,
are truly big, and stand tall.

Perfectly~ Original Poem By: Christina PT.

These are words I've never said.
It's my fear that stops me.
The fear that I'll be looked at,
as though I am broken.
In truth, I am broken,
but no one will ever see.
For I hide my thoughts,
perfectly.

my garden; pictures taken by: christina pt.

It's True~ Original Poem/Song By: Christina PT.

Maybe it's true,
we don't belong.
And maybe it's true,
from what's in this song.
I thought I had you,
but I guess I was wrong.
'Cause it's all different now,
since you're not comein' down.
'Cause I've always been,
on the outside, lookin' in.

Goodbye~ Original Poem By: Chrisina PT.

It was as if the whole earth ceased to breathe.
When the flowers and trees wept silently.
When you and I could no longer believe,
we could not be together happily.
The wind mourned for us to be together.
While the rain tried to comprehend how you,
could not be with I for now and ever.
And so the birds grieved for our fair adieu.
For I have thought about thee ever since,
the day that we had parted by the shore.
The thoughts of you in my mind I will rinse,
then I won't remember you anymore.
So my love we must do us part for now.
I know we will be one again somehow.

Pretend~ Original Poem By: Christina PT.

I sit here by myself.
Not sure of what to do.
I look out my window and see,
flowers blowing in the breeze.
They are smiling and greeting the sun.
And I sit here by myself.
Watching them.
Pretending that they're smiling at me.
That I,
am the sun.

Night~ Original Poem By: Christina PT.

Hello night.
Here we meet again,
on this pleasant evening.
Nothing but us,
and the stars that surround us.
Nothing but us,
and the moonlight around us.
What if the stars fell from the sky?
What if the light ceased to exist?
What would become of you and I?
Goodbye night.
Morning has dawned.

Rose~Original Poem By: Christina PT.

There you sit all pretty in pink.
Or white. Or red.
As I look at you and think,
of my life ahead.
I ponder the question of time,
and when it will end.
The years of my life I'll climb,
with you, my rose, my friend.
So when I gaze at you,
during my time alone,
I think of someone I once knew,
someone who is now unknown.