it struck me odd, a comradery behind seemingly vacant glances ( Read more... )

it struck me odd, a comradery behind seemingly vacant glances ( Read more... )

Afraid of what actions may befall with this uncertainty of a consistently stable mind, she lies awake, staring at the ceiling once again. Questions entering these empty eyes. Another lonely evening on a misplaced red poppy printed couch. What else is there left to do but avoid missing the “yous” in this world. One would think she would be able to ( Read more... )

Thoughts come out quicker then can be controled. And I'm left knowing where I stand. And I'm left unsure of where I am supose to be. Uncertian of where to adjust my weight unsure of where to place my eyes.so where do we move from here and how am I to breath regularly when I know I am unacceptible. Am I to continue resting my head on your shoulder, ( Read more... )

No lies I am in miss of what I never had

Hers first. What actions show. A battle this frame cannot fight. When in need hers is worse. I've never been one for competition and this is what it is.discouragement and the cycling sensation of abandoment, for being 2nd in his eyes ( Read more... )

Its a push and shuv world that we must create in all this give and be taken. Even when everything within pulls away from the source. Drawn in. Deciete falls on hesitant but eager ears and twist these remnants. Its this take take take take that is what I owe you and it is this shadow of a push over that continuously gives in 'till there's nothing ( Read more... )

Everything in this heart is disapointment. I know things will work out, that there's this purpose hiden in the falls. I grow tired from these secrets I grow weary from holding self up as if I ha strength. I am in miss, in loss, in loneliness, I am taken back by the good I am offered, the one good in my life, yet I cannot have it wholey. This shell ( Read more... )

Complications in communication is all this has become.

Except not.

I miss my friends is all.

The truth is I miss you terribly. Mostly I miss knowing simeone called you would be just as anxious to see and hold me as I was you. I simply even miss the idea of you just being ok with mem friend the past few nights have left me awake and missing you. Reminders of how it was, how I just wish I had taken the risk. These days I am seeing I rarely ( Read more... )