Saturday, 31 October 2009

• Come, Stop Your Crying, It Will Be Alright; Just Take My Hand, Hold It Tight...

   

       

  I saw you walking by, today.

  Your hair was longer, and you might have been a little taller.

  But, it was still you.

  And, you still smiled at me.

   

  And, I still couldn't speak.

   

   So, he’d connect everything together like a Lego sculpture.

  And, then, throw me away.

   

  

   

  Sweet is the death that taketh end by love.

   

  

   

   

  

   

  The absolute worst thing that's happened to me in my recent memory was losing a cheap pair of sunglasses on a roller coaster, today. I know that should make me really happy, seeing as everything else in my life is near perfect...

   

  But, FUCK, I loved those sunglasses.

   

   

  

   

   

  ‘Merry Christmas. Enjoy your lingerie,’ my best friend said.

  ‘Oh, that’s what it is! I really don’t... Maybe, you should keep it?’

  I didn’t mean this in a harsh way, but, honestly.

   

  ‘You don’t like it?’

  ‘No, I do. I love it, it’s beautiful.’

  I was sorry that I’d had said anything.

   

  ‘You don’t.’

  ‘I do. It’s just that I think I’m asexual.’

  Tears that had begun to brim on her lower lids seemed to be sucked up by some magnetic force. ‘What?’

   

  ‘I read an article on it,’ I said. ‘Apparently, there’s this rising movement of teenagers who feel that sex is not for them.’

  ‘Well, who’s it for, then?’

   

  Not a bad question.

   

  But, now was not the time to be sidetracked. ‘Seriously, in this day and age, sex is so out there, so prevalent, that people - Teens - Think they’re freaks if they don’t want it. But, not everybody is built the same way. Not everybody wants to have sex.’

  ‘In this day and age?’

  ‘That’s right. Everyone jumping into bed with eachother... Willy nilly.’

  ‘Willy nilly?’

   

  

   

  I want to do everything that I love.

  (Especially, you.)

   

  

   

       

   

  So, I am a happy person.

  But, I am happier with you around.

  It isn't that I am not fine on my own, I am; It's just that, you make everything a little better and brighter for me. So, I almost feel a little down when you aren't around, or when I don't hear from you.

   

  I don't need you to be happy, but you add life.

   

       

   

  

   

  I can't make up my mind, and even if I do, it won't change anything.

   

  I'm falling, and you won't catch me.

  But, it's okay, I made sure to put down some padding.

  ;)

   

       

   

  

   

  Nobody ever gives up on love.

  Nobody ever does, they just pretend.

   

  Sometimes, it’s in broken pieces, all over the ground.

  But, that doesn’t mean it’s not there.

   

  

   

  How do you know how much is too much?

  Too much, too soon. Too much information. Too much fun.

  Too much love, or too much to ask of someone?

   

  When is it all just too much for us to bear?

   

  My birthday is this week.
  I will be alone in my house, because everyone else is at work.
  I will not be having a party, because you don't like having company over.

  And, it will rain.

   

  It always rains.

   

  

   

  

   

  

   

  Thus, though we cannot make our sun

  Stand still, yet we will make him run.

  

  Lately, beautiful things have a way of bringing me down.

   

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