January 2010
4 posts
worst.
you want communication? well, take a step back and open up those pretty eyes (i always thought you had beautiful eyes). youre always up there with your theory on how it takes two hands to clap. and im always down here, carrying the weight of your yelling and the additional burden of being the bad guy more than half the time. sure, its easy to get away with what youre like; no one has a right to...
artist.
with quotes from a hundred and one movies flailing around in my head, i think about you. uncertainty creeps up on me every so often and i know that i should brush it aside as i do snide comments from insignificant passersby, but i allow myself to feel it all for awhile. im still getting used to this and i know that my occasional hesitation doesnt exactly scream confidence in this relationship, but...
the happy girl.
she was the life of the party, the joy of all her friends. she was the confidante, the shoulder to cry on; the sister who never missed a birthday, farewell; anything that required a group of close friends coming together. she was the one who’d run a hundred miles for you, with you; just because. and now, i dont know her anymore. i dont know where the time went and/or why it slipped right out...
white demon.
one of the most beautiful people i know has openly welcomed me back mostly (i hope) fully into her life. she has grown, as have i. i have started wondering if there will ever be a time that we grow together. im not even sure how i feel anymore but my heart skips quite abit when she touches me.
attention. i need to grow accustomed to that.