( Here I Am )

The downfall is always spent alone. How can you fall for someone so quickly without even realizing that its only you who is doing the falling ( Read more... )

The tears keep falling, and I keep thinking...what have I done? Who have I attached myself to? Am I the fool?....I've fallen for someone who hasn't even blinked... I just want to jump on the bed! And I will in the days beyond a week! Why does the heart feel the need to fall for the one who can get into your head, and saturate your thoughts with ( Read more... )

Feeling like an idiot, falling for the one who claims to be interested. And quite possibly could be. But am I being fair? I just want to feel loved. I just want to know that I'm not weird. That someone out there could spend the rest of their life with me and not get fed up or bored ( Read more... )

Beaming from the inside out. A long lost forgotten feeling is brought out by the least expected. Curious at the bottom of the staircase, and willing to climb it in order to learn more. No longer holding back, flying through dreams in full color. A night filled with honesty and laughter. And yet no facial expression. How can it be that such ( Read more... )

A long lasting time zone has come to a close, and a new face appears in the window. A small step here, and a smile there, and a connection is made on that rainy drive. Snowflakes appear in the window, long walks down the path, a laundry room is filled with conversing between to confiding souls. Slowly losening the grip on the past, but holding on ( Read more... )

Once again, cranium spinning. My mind wanders to hours of venting. Hours in the rain. The connection seems a bit distant, but getting closer with each moment shared. Is this intended? Where is she being led ( Read more... )

I'm so sick of being nothing. The world around me swears that they care, but who even knows me? Who honestly cares. "I love you" appears on greeting cards, and is spoken in movies, but who really lives out love? Who really truly knows what it means to love someone. Is it being willing to die for someone? Is it accepting all flaws? What is love? I' ( Read more... )

Sometimes I just wanna be 14 again. I miss being naive, and just loving the simpleness of life. There is no such thing as "easy street" anymore. Not that I would want to take that route anyway. What does one really miss? Is it the people? Or is it deeper than that. The past is in the past. But sometimes I don't want it to be ( Read more... )

( Crazy Kid )