I told you during The Calm
that the storm was coming...

When we were younger,
we were always afraid of monsters...

Everything has changed.
For the better or worse...

At home all I hear is yelling.
At school all I hear is insults...

Our sweaty palms
hold each others tightly...

Crying her eyes out,
the girl in the ripped dress...

Silence isn't always awkward .
Beauty isn't always on the outside...

Everyone hides part of themselves
away behind a mask...

I'm tired of waiting,
I'm tired of wishing...

What is true love?
Well, I'll tell you...

I notice everything
about you...

My heart is breaking
into tiny bits, all because...