You're my best Friend
*See the animal in his cage that you built
Are you sure what side you're on?
Better not look him too closely in the eye
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on?
See the safety of the life you have built
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart
And it's all
Right where it belongs
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
What if all the world's inside of your head
Just creations of your own?
Your devils and your gods
All the living and the dead
And you're really all alone?
You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can't find the woods
While you're hiding in the trees
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you used to know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
*
Well, another day of olivion was ordained, and I am now also a Crusader Of The Nine, but thats beside the point. The point is Bacon was out of his neck brace today and so I had a friend ^.^ We went to the mall and then played DnD, and i think hes coming over after his MIT thing tommorow for a whole day of DnD, which should be exciting. He has created a new character, a ninja named Tater Salad I MEAN Taeta Sala. My mistake.
*
Child of the wilderness
Born into emptiness
Learn to be lonely
Learn to find your way in darkness
Who will be there for you,
comfort and care for you?
Learn to be lonely
Learn to be your one companion
Never dreamed out in the world
There are arms to hold you
You've always known
Your heart was on its own
So laugh in your loneliness
Child of the wilderness
Learn to be lonely
Learn how to love life that is lived alone
Learn to be lonely
life can be lived
life can be loved
Alone.
*
He walked into the port city Shussel late one night, just as the city gaurd was closing the Main Gate to the city, but they let just one more in before the shut it, and with a dark vissage, the gaurd greeted Taeta to the city.
Shussel is a fair sized city, but there are only two main thoroughfares: One North-South, and one East-West. Castle Shussel sits in the middle, surrounded by a grey, gloomy wall. Surrounding this castle is the Civic District of politics and nobleman, with nice streets good patrols. To the south of the castle is the Merchant District and the southern Docks, and they are rather respectable. But to the north of the castle sit the slums to the west and the northern docks to the east. Both are districts of a labyrinth of alleys and 3 story ghettos. Walking the alley in noon is like walking the alley at midnight. The houses jut out on the 2nd and third story, and create a thieves haven in the endless network of shadows and passages.
Well, in the dark he made his way through the moving shadows, and came across a fine establishment called "The Black Hole Inn". Weary and seeking a refuge from the cold, he knocked.
After a few moments, a piece of the door slid away at eye level, and two little eyes met his form the other side of the door. A gruff, almost dwarven voice met him, and questioned his motives, and tehn his (drow) skin, but this was the sort of place that a few sweet words can get you into. The peep hole shut, a shuffling occured, and then the door opened. A burly, fat, dwarven innkeeper was opening the door and pushing a step stool out of the way. A fat dagger hung at his side, concealed under the folds of his clothes. He sold Taeta a room for 5 gold, and Taeta made his way in. He didn;t notice the two shadows looking at him from the back of the Inn. And whispering.
He closed the door and in no less than 2 minutes, a knock came. He opened it just a crack, and there was a man, smiling at him from under a cowl. The man's K-9 teeth were exceedingly long and sharp.
"Who is it," asked Taeta.
"A friend," responded the man in a hissing tone of self confidence.
He was no friend Taeta could remember, but he decided it was better to let the nice man with the nice fangs in where he could at least get a fair fight if it came to that. Well words led to words, and soon another man entered. Dressed in black and with flowing white hair...and..skin...the man presented a plan. A plan to steal the frozen tears of a knight who fell on a quest to rescue his love from a demon 100 years ago, and whose corpse cried frozen tears for the love he couldn't save. Well, The white-haired man wanted those tears for a...machine he was building. Unfortunatley they are currentley in the possesion of a nobleman of Shussel who at night throws off his mask and shows his true self: a liche. The vampire and the white haired man want Taeta to find the tears and steal them, and to kill the liche. He accepts. It's work, and after the incident in Amn that made him run to Shussel in the first place...well he'll be here for awhile.
The white haired man smiled and so did the vampire, Horat.
"If you happen to succeed, you may find a great friend in me. By the way, the name is Uzzedar. Good luck, Sir Sala."
And then he left.
*
And all these stupid silly songs
Keep trying to catch your ear
I'm trying desperately
It's just so hard to persevere
And even if you listened
I never had much to say
Cause it's the same old song
I'm written for the day
Shelter me oh genius words
Just give me strength
To pen these things
And give me peace to will her wings
And oh oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl
All these minstrels through the ages
That is really all we are
Simply singing for the girl
That makes us try so very hard
To craft the perfect limerick
To wield unending woe
To write such silly songs
And the difference never known.
Shelter me oh genius words
Just give me strength
To pen these things
And give me peace to will her wings
And oh oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl
And I'll hold on to the dream
Of this beggar's plea and optimistic fantasy
Just hold the hand and drop the knee
You're facing love
You're embracing melody
Shelter me oh genius words
Just give me strength
To pen these things
And give me peace to will her wings
And oh oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl
And carry on oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl
*
(I wish i was a minstrel, alas, I am a terrible music maker, but i can wish, right? I can dream?)
Bacon today was amazed by the cheesecake factory going in at the mall, and several other stores (which have been there for years) i commented that bacon must have the most excitin life in the world. Also, this exact exchange happened today:
Sean:Should we go to the mall?
Bacon: I dunno...
Sean: I think we should go.
Bacon: Go where?
...woo. In anycase when i made my comment, he said shuttup. I said:
No, really, I envy you.
bacon: not for the past few days you haven't, I've been in terrible pain.
sean: no, even then. Everyone has to experience pain to enjoy real hpapiness. otherwise when will they know when they've found it?
bacon: Heh, yeah, being with you here is HEAVEN after being with my brother at my house makin fun of me.
sean..uhhh...*steps away alittle*..thats a little far but yeah...you get the point.
um. in retrospect i dont know why i just said all that. yeah.. woo...go me.
Also, when I woke up today, a stor m was boiling, and I thought it was the most beautiful thing Ive ever heard. Sadly, it's rained since the day she left.
*
Ooo. you make me live
whatever this world can give to me
It's you, you're all I see
Ooo, you make me live now honey
Ooo, you make me live
You're the best friend
that I ever had
I've been with you such a long time
You're my sunshine
And I want you to know
That my feelings are true
I really love you
You're my best friend
Ooo, you make me live
I've been wandering round
But I still come back to you
In rain or shine
You've stood by me girl
I'm happy, happy at home
You're my best friend.
You're the first one
When things turn out bad
You know I'll never be lonely
You're my only one
And I love
The things that you do
You're my best friend
Ooo, you make me live.
I'm happy, happy at home
You're my best friend
You're my best friend
Ooo, you make me live
You, you're my best friend.
*
("one of the greatest songs ever. I hear ya, man")
Yeah so Kathryn called today. I laffed and talked to her for awhile before she had to leave for Sea World. Lucky girl. I'd kill to fill her shoes right now. I'd also probably break her shoes but thats not the point. The point is Cali rocks. And Im DEF gunna envy her tommorow when shes on the beach all day. And I'm here. Alone. Unless Bacon shows up. But still. It's no substitute. I'm having a great time don't get me wrong. But it's more along the lines of denial than acceptance. The fact that she's gone means she's not avoiding me. She's just away ^.^ And she would be hanging wiht me if she were here ^.^ And I'm so good at lieing to myself that I can even tell myself the lie and it doesn;t break my spirits. Wow I'm terrible XD.
I'm afraid of when she returns. When weeks pass and she hangs with me only a very little. Only as much as any other great friend. That's plenty, mind you. And I'm greatful I'll have it. But I'm afraid of seeing her in school and not being able to get over it. When I'm leaving a room and almost slip and say "i l-word you." I'll catch myself tho. But I won't be able to get over it. And I'm really afraid of how I'll handle it when i see her going out with someone else >.< I hate talking like this! I still have hope ^.^ But What If's, I cant stop. It's like, if this were the vacation, and she were still going out with me, I'd be missing her, yes, but I'd be perfectley content and like excited for her return. And having a great time with my vacay as best I could without her here. Which I could do. And I'm sorta pretending to myself that she is so I can have a great vacay. Though always in the back of my mind, she's there. A haunting memory I wish I could embrace and make joyous again. I rested in Oblivion till midnight, and that triggered a memory of her at the bowlathon with me until midnight, and a cringed and almost cried cuz it all hit me so fast and everything i had surpressed jsut washed over me, but i held it. and swallowed it down. The ntoday, i was staring at the night sky, and the stars were beautiful, and just aas i was smiling, my poem moonlight came into my mind and that led straight to me and kathryn star-gaziong at the cape, which sturck me and fell down and in the grass i tried my hardest to not cry. I dont think i did. Not much if i did. It may have been dew anways. But all at once i saw a thousand things tha i had surpressed trying to forget my pain. Remembered running through the little woods next to her house, her at half-height, full speed. Then in those same woods, kissing her as she smiled in the summer air. Then in those same woods, sitting on a log and trying so hard to console a kathryn who was crying and crying, and how a summer that started like that, was actually the best summer of my life. Then a kathryn laying on my bed because a vacuum was going in the other room and she was afraid, while I tinkered with a dagger on my desk, smiling, as we layed out our plans for the day. And all this led to my memory of thousand times saying this winter: "This is goign to be the best summer ever."
*
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own -
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?
(He works hard)
Everyday - I try and I try and I try -
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I'm goin' crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe
Yeah - yeah yeah yeah
Oh Lord
Somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I'm ok, I'm alright
Ain't gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I'm gonna be free, Lord!
Find me somebody to love
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
*
I tried to come to grips with the fact that she'll be sharing it with someone else. I tried to figure out how she'd deal with it if I spent mine with someone else, and how, or if, she'd cope. Or if she'd even care. I couldn;t even picture teh scenario, because all other girls are...well...not...her. I don;t mean to offend anyone but to me all others pale beside her. I dunno. In any case, all my htoughts led me back to those nights on the dock. Staring at the sky, talking about the future and about how great life is.
...
*sigh* ^.^ good memories, all, though ^.^ everytime i get sad over all this I still can;t get by the fact that it all made me unbelievably happy in the moment. And who knows, maybe my optimism will prove worthy of my dreams. Oh i fergot to mention that didn;t I? Every single day since she left me, I've had unbelievable dreams. Always in my dreams, one per night, I'm with kathryn. I'll have one dream each night. They always consist of doing something with kathryn during the summer. It's been unbelievable. I always wake up like OMG LIFE IS AMAZING. Then of course I remember she broke up with me and I'm laying there alone. They're always good while they last, though. I never thought people ACTUALLY had really HARDCORE dreams of the ones they miss liek that. The only one ive had like this before was the one of kathryn and me on the swingsets in the summer, when she was in europe. Guess missing her then was NOTHING like missing her now. Wow this got long. Sorry XD It's your own fault for reading it. Man...Thinking about that phone call...her voice like rejuvinated me all day. People sing about passions like these, they don't feel them. I guess you never really know what love is until you have to fight this battle.
...
*Sounds of war*
...
...
...
...
..
.
*
Child of the wilderness,
Born into emptiness,
I can't be lonely,
I can't find my way in darkness.
Who will be there for me,
comfort and care for me?
I can't be lonely,
I so need my one companion.
Always dreamed out in the world
There were arms to hold me
I've always known
My heart can't live alone.
I cry in my loneliness,
Child of the wilderness,
I can't be lonely,
life can't be lived,
life can't be loved,
Alone.
*
Are you sure what side you're on?
Better not look him too closely in the eye
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on?
See the safety of the life you have built
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart
And it's all
Right where it belongs
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
What if all the world's inside of your head
Just creations of your own?
Your devils and your gods
All the living and the dead
And you're really all alone?
You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can't find the woods
While you're hiding in the trees
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you used to know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
*
Well, another day of olivion was ordained, and I am now also a Crusader Of The Nine, but thats beside the point. The point is Bacon was out of his neck brace today and so I had a friend ^.^ We went to the mall and then played DnD, and i think hes coming over after his MIT thing tommorow for a whole day of DnD, which should be exciting. He has created a new character, a ninja named Tater Salad I MEAN Taeta Sala. My mistake.
*
Child of the wilderness
Born into emptiness
Learn to be lonely
Learn to find your way in darkness
Who will be there for you,
comfort and care for you?
Learn to be lonely
Learn to be your one companion
Never dreamed out in the world
There are arms to hold you
You've always known
Your heart was on its own
So laugh in your loneliness
Child of the wilderness
Learn to be lonely
Learn how to love life that is lived alone
Learn to be lonely
life can be lived
life can be loved
Alone.
*
He walked into the port city Shussel late one night, just as the city gaurd was closing the Main Gate to the city, but they let just one more in before the shut it, and with a dark vissage, the gaurd greeted Taeta to the city.
Shussel is a fair sized city, but there are only two main thoroughfares: One North-South, and one East-West. Castle Shussel sits in the middle, surrounded by a grey, gloomy wall. Surrounding this castle is the Civic District of politics and nobleman, with nice streets good patrols. To the south of the castle is the Merchant District and the southern Docks, and they are rather respectable. But to the north of the castle sit the slums to the west and the northern docks to the east. Both are districts of a labyrinth of alleys and 3 story ghettos. Walking the alley in noon is like walking the alley at midnight. The houses jut out on the 2nd and third story, and create a thieves haven in the endless network of shadows and passages.
Well, in the dark he made his way through the moving shadows, and came across a fine establishment called "The Black Hole Inn". Weary and seeking a refuge from the cold, he knocked.
After a few moments, a piece of the door slid away at eye level, and two little eyes met his form the other side of the door. A gruff, almost dwarven voice met him, and questioned his motives, and tehn his (drow) skin, but this was the sort of place that a few sweet words can get you into. The peep hole shut, a shuffling occured, and then the door opened. A burly, fat, dwarven innkeeper was opening the door and pushing a step stool out of the way. A fat dagger hung at his side, concealed under the folds of his clothes. He sold Taeta a room for 5 gold, and Taeta made his way in. He didn;t notice the two shadows looking at him from the back of the Inn. And whispering.
He closed the door and in no less than 2 minutes, a knock came. He opened it just a crack, and there was a man, smiling at him from under a cowl. The man's K-9 teeth were exceedingly long and sharp.
"Who is it," asked Taeta.
"A friend," responded the man in a hissing tone of self confidence.
He was no friend Taeta could remember, but he decided it was better to let the nice man with the nice fangs in where he could at least get a fair fight if it came to that. Well words led to words, and soon another man entered. Dressed in black and with flowing white hair...and..skin...the man presented a plan. A plan to steal the frozen tears of a knight who fell on a quest to rescue his love from a demon 100 years ago, and whose corpse cried frozen tears for the love he couldn't save. Well, The white-haired man wanted those tears for a...machine he was building. Unfortunatley they are currentley in the possesion of a nobleman of Shussel who at night throws off his mask and shows his true self: a liche. The vampire and the white haired man want Taeta to find the tears and steal them, and to kill the liche. He accepts. It's work, and after the incident in Amn that made him run to Shussel in the first place...well he'll be here for awhile.
The white haired man smiled and so did the vampire, Horat.
"If you happen to succeed, you may find a great friend in me. By the way, the name is Uzzedar. Good luck, Sir Sala."
And then he left.
*
And all these stupid silly songs
Keep trying to catch your ear
I'm trying desperately
It's just so hard to persevere
And even if you listened
I never had much to say
Cause it's the same old song
I'm written for the day
Shelter me oh genius words
Just give me strength
To pen these things
And give me peace to will her wings
And oh oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl
All these minstrels through the ages
That is really all we are
Simply singing for the girl
That makes us try so very hard
To craft the perfect limerick
To wield unending woe
To write such silly songs
And the difference never known.
Shelter me oh genius words
Just give me strength
To pen these things
And give me peace to will her wings
And oh oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl
And I'll hold on to the dream
Of this beggar's plea and optimistic fantasy
Just hold the hand and drop the knee
You're facing love
You're embracing melody
Shelter me oh genius words
Just give me strength
To pen these things
And give me peace to will her wings
And oh oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl
And carry on oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl
*
(I wish i was a minstrel, alas, I am a terrible music maker, but i can wish, right? I can dream?)
Bacon today was amazed by the cheesecake factory going in at the mall, and several other stores (which have been there for years) i commented that bacon must have the most excitin life in the world. Also, this exact exchange happened today:
Sean:Should we go to the mall?
Bacon: I dunno...
Sean: I think we should go.
Bacon: Go where?
...woo. In anycase when i made my comment, he said shuttup. I said:
No, really, I envy you.
bacon: not for the past few days you haven't, I've been in terrible pain.
sean: no, even then. Everyone has to experience pain to enjoy real hpapiness. otherwise when will they know when they've found it?
bacon: Heh, yeah, being with you here is HEAVEN after being with my brother at my house makin fun of me.
sean..uhhh...*steps away alittle*..thats a little far but yeah...you get the point.
um. in retrospect i dont know why i just said all that. yeah.. woo...go me.
Also, when I woke up today, a stor m was boiling, and I thought it was the most beautiful thing Ive ever heard. Sadly, it's rained since the day she left.
*
Ooo. you make me live
whatever this world can give to me
It's you, you're all I see
Ooo, you make me live now honey
Ooo, you make me live
You're the best friend
that I ever had
I've been with you such a long time
You're my sunshine
And I want you to know
That my feelings are true
I really love you
You're my best friend
Ooo, you make me live
I've been wandering round
But I still come back to you
In rain or shine
You've stood by me girl
I'm happy, happy at home
You're my best friend.
You're the first one
When things turn out bad
You know I'll never be lonely
You're my only one
And I love
The things that you do
You're my best friend
Ooo, you make me live.
I'm happy, happy at home
You're my best friend
You're my best friend
Ooo, you make me live
You, you're my best friend.
*
("one of the greatest songs ever. I hear ya, man")
Yeah so Kathryn called today. I laffed and talked to her for awhile before she had to leave for Sea World. Lucky girl. I'd kill to fill her shoes right now. I'd also probably break her shoes but thats not the point. The point is Cali rocks. And Im DEF gunna envy her tommorow when shes on the beach all day. And I'm here. Alone. Unless Bacon shows up. But still. It's no substitute. I'm having a great time don't get me wrong. But it's more along the lines of denial than acceptance. The fact that she's gone means she's not avoiding me. She's just away ^.^ And she would be hanging wiht me if she were here ^.^ And I'm so good at lieing to myself that I can even tell myself the lie and it doesn;t break my spirits. Wow I'm terrible XD.
I'm afraid of when she returns. When weeks pass and she hangs with me only a very little. Only as much as any other great friend. That's plenty, mind you. And I'm greatful I'll have it. But I'm afraid of seeing her in school and not being able to get over it. When I'm leaving a room and almost slip and say "i l-word you." I'll catch myself tho. But I won't be able to get over it. And I'm really afraid of how I'll handle it when i see her going out with someone else >.< I hate talking like this! I still have hope ^.^ But What If's, I cant stop. It's like, if this were the vacation, and she were still going out with me, I'd be missing her, yes, but I'd be perfectley content and like excited for her return. And having a great time with my vacay as best I could without her here. Which I could do. And I'm sorta pretending to myself that she is so I can have a great vacay. Though always in the back of my mind, she's there. A haunting memory I wish I could embrace and make joyous again. I rested in Oblivion till midnight, and that triggered a memory of her at the bowlathon with me until midnight, and a cringed and almost cried cuz it all hit me so fast and everything i had surpressed jsut washed over me, but i held it. and swallowed it down. The ntoday, i was staring at the night sky, and the stars were beautiful, and just aas i was smiling, my poem moonlight came into my mind and that led straight to me and kathryn star-gaziong at the cape, which sturck me and fell down and in the grass i tried my hardest to not cry. I dont think i did. Not much if i did. It may have been dew anways. But all at once i saw a thousand things tha i had surpressed trying to forget my pain. Remembered running through the little woods next to her house, her at half-height, full speed. Then in those same woods, kissing her as she smiled in the summer air. Then in those same woods, sitting on a log and trying so hard to console a kathryn who was crying and crying, and how a summer that started like that, was actually the best summer of my life. Then a kathryn laying on my bed because a vacuum was going in the other room and she was afraid, while I tinkered with a dagger on my desk, smiling, as we layed out our plans for the day. And all this led to my memory of thousand times saying this winter: "This is goign to be the best summer ever."
*
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own -
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?
(He works hard)
Everyday - I try and I try and I try -
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I'm goin' crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe
Yeah - yeah yeah yeah
Oh Lord
Somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I'm ok, I'm alright
Ain't gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I'm gonna be free, Lord!
Find me somebody to love
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
*
I tried to come to grips with the fact that she'll be sharing it with someone else. I tried to figure out how she'd deal with it if I spent mine with someone else, and how, or if, she'd cope. Or if she'd even care. I couldn;t even picture teh scenario, because all other girls are...well...not...her. I don;t mean to offend anyone but to me all others pale beside her. I dunno. In any case, all my htoughts led me back to those nights on the dock. Staring at the sky, talking about the future and about how great life is.
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*sigh* ^.^ good memories, all, though ^.^ everytime i get sad over all this I still can;t get by the fact that it all made me unbelievably happy in the moment. And who knows, maybe my optimism will prove worthy of my dreams. Oh i fergot to mention that didn;t I? Every single day since she left me, I've had unbelievable dreams. Always in my dreams, one per night, I'm with kathryn. I'll have one dream each night. They always consist of doing something with kathryn during the summer. It's been unbelievable. I always wake up like OMG LIFE IS AMAZING. Then of course I remember she broke up with me and I'm laying there alone. They're always good while they last, though. I never thought people ACTUALLY had really HARDCORE dreams of the ones they miss liek that. The only one ive had like this before was the one of kathryn and me on the swingsets in the summer, when she was in europe. Guess missing her then was NOTHING like missing her now. Wow this got long. Sorry XD It's your own fault for reading it. Man...Thinking about that phone call...her voice like rejuvinated me all day. People sing about passions like these, they don't feel them. I guess you never really know what love is until you have to fight this battle.
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*Sounds of war*
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Child of the wilderness,
Born into emptiness,
I can't be lonely,
I can't find my way in darkness.
Who will be there for me,
comfort and care for me?
I can't be lonely,
I so need my one companion.
Always dreamed out in the world
There were arms to hold me
I've always known
My heart can't live alone.
I cry in my loneliness,
Child of the wilderness,
I can't be lonely,
life can't be lived,
life can't be loved,
Alone.
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