Numbers

You say that if I was your age, I would be yours. But age is just a number. It shouldn't matter; three years isn't that much of a difference. Distance, I could understand. But age? It just doesn't make sense.

I like you... a lot. Probably more than I should. And it feels like you like me. But I can't be sure because you're always saying stuff like that. And honestly, it pisses me off.

I half wish you would read this, and I half wish you won't. I don't want to make you mad, or scare you off. But I want you to know what's really on my mind.

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(Edited August 2nd, 2010)

I realize I misunderstood what you meant. It's not the age difference that bothers you. It's just that circumstances are wearisome...

That's all.

Tie Me Up

I'm so sick of feeling this way. I need to touch the ground, feel the grass between my toes.
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Cool stone walls surround me, caging me inside a room. There's no door, and one window. Jumping is to end everything. I communicate with you daily, and I tell you who I am. I let you in, and you think I just need to be rescued. Well, you're more right than a right-angle.
But you can't save me, no one can. It doesn't matter how wealthy you are, or how physically fit. It doesn't matter if you can pull the sword from the stone, it doesn't matter if you can breathe fire or stop time. None of it matters.

This tower is just too high.

And to top it off, what if you do rescue me? What if I do feel the grass beneath my toes. Are you Prince Charming?
If you don't like me in the same way I like you, please. I'm begging you!
Don't lead me on.

My heart can't take another blow...

Time Travel

When will the days slow down? They're moving too fast and I'm getting dizzy. Please, walls, stop spinning. You're making me sick.
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With the moon high over head, we walk down the middle of the desolate road, hand in hand. Buildings reaching for the stars tower over us; when we look up, the sight is dizzying. I can't think of a single complaint here with you.
It begins to rain, and a smile spreads across my face. I look up at you, gazing at your bright blue eyes, and take your other hand. With my lead, we begin to waltz in circles, the pavement spinning beneath our bare feet. The moment is simple and plain, but it's thrilling and beautiful, and I never want it to end.

Darling dearest, tonight is perfect.

Meet Me by that Puddle of Mud

As the tears drip freely off the end of my nose, I have a sense deep down that, despite the turmoil, things will even out.
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Today is a kind day for the world. Friends leave, fireflies dye, stars fade away into the black velvety sky, the moon disappears. Autumn breathes in and exhales, giving to the cold and dying world warm colors of gold and red to make up for the lack of warmth in the air. September creeps up upon us ever faster, leading the way to a snow covered path through December and into a new year. Time is speeding up, bringing us closer to the inevitable end.

Rain Clouds

I'm not afraid anymore. I know I can do this.
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Don't smile, please. I don't want the world to light up just yet. I'm enjoying my dance in the rain, the drops of water leaving the silky atmosphere and washing away my worries and tears. I enjoy the sound of the thunder rumbling and the beautiful vision of lightning flashing in brilliant streaks of silver across the sky.

I don't miss the sun just yet, and I don't miss the warmth of golden light exploring the nooks and crannies of the earth.

Don't smile, because I like the world in darkness.

Look at me... I'm a title!

I'm like a firefly... I light up and shine every once in a while. You can catch me in your palm, take a peek at me, then let me go. Just catch and release.

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Light filtered through the canopy of trees, appearing green under the leaves. Puddles of shadow littered the forest floor, creating dark patches of mystery. The place was teeming with an abundance of life. The very trees breathed and sighed, groaned and whispered.

The sun peered down at the world, trying to enlighten the day with bright, warm light. The sun's light weaved it's way through the forest, sniffing at the shadows, and trying to bring warmth into the cold depths of the soil. But alas, as the light could not penetrate the shadows and the soil, it left, moving onto other regions and spreading the joy and polishing a near by river.