Do you ever wish
you could just sit in a moment?
Do you ever wish
you could stop time?
Freeze it forever
and sit in one minute.
Or stop the
midnight clock's
twelfth chime....
The insides of my eyelids are dark, unassuming. Nothing but a thin strip of skin shading me from the outside world. My pupils are projectors, like the old ones you see in your grandparents house or at the movies. They project images on the fleshy screens before them. My brain sits in the backgro...
Sometimes I wonder
where my heart really is.
Is it really in my chest
because I'm really not so sure.
Because when i see him
I feel it my stomach.
It's like going down a hill
on a rollercoaster ride.
I feel like a million butterflies
have taken flight.
My stomach rolls
Like afte...
I see him there, next to me.
I feel ready to explode, I know it's crazy.
I try not to stare, only risking a glance.
The two of us together, it isn't just chance.
I have fate knocking on the door,
As I get to know him more.
I see the way he scrunches his eyebrows,
And all I can think...
Hey,
You’re my best friend. I can’t believe you’re leaving. Don’t think that I’m mad, because I’m not. Not mad… just sad. You are the one I know that I can always count on. The one who I can text even when he’s in the middle of the Caribbean and I know he will answer. You’...
Sparrow flying,
soaring, gliding
through the sky,
high,
higher,
high.
Through the air
there, up there
up and away
away,
away,
away.
I look and see,
not the sparrow, but me
and all I wish
I
Could be....
I’m home.
It’s been raining for days
A nor’easter.
Rain falls from the sky like daggers.
Millions upon millions of rain drops
Forming puddles,
Wetting windows
Nothing but rain.
It feels like it’s been dark forever
It feels like months since I’ve seen the sun.
I bet the weath...
I. Hate. This. Stupid. Dress. This. Stupid. Dress. Hates. Me. Why do I have to wear a dress anyway? I don't like dresses, and I certainly don't like this one. I don't feel comfortable in a dress. My theory is if you are getting mugged and you can't kick butt without flashing a bunch of people, then...
He seemed like and empty shell.
All around tough guy.
Never categorized.
Drifting.
He seemed as if
there was nothing inside.
No emotions behind
His eyes.
Nothing but a
colored mohawk,
band tee shirts,
and ripped jeans.
But not all,
is what it seems.
Behind those eyes are secrets...
I can still feel myself smiling. I can still feel the warmth that spread through my body after you talked to me. I can still feel the flutters in my stomach, soul and heart. I can still hear your voice in my ears, your gaze on mine, how you were only one desk away.
I feel myself now walk off...
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