25 October 2011

if i,

"break away,"
she said, "from
all that you know."


i made it, mom.
i'm doing just what you asked.
are you happy now?
i'm, well, i'm not so enthusiastic.
i'm scared, you see, terrified.
terrified of what is to come,
and what i'll have to do
to keep up with this balancing act.


"either laugh it off,
or give them all a show."


maria, i miss you.
i know you're gone for
good reason,
but i can't be in that house
without you.


"with water and sunshine,"
he smirked, "i'm sure
that you will grow."


i'd kill an innocent man,
and chop of a limb
to have my best friend back.
charlye hebert,
you are my rock.
you are my everything.
i miss you more than anything, ever.


"forget all those things
you're sure to never know."


i want to get out of this
town and so far away from the
drama it hurts.
with every fiber of my being,
i want to run away.


"when you count the stars,
you've never felt so low."


i doubt where we stand
every
single
day.
and i think you should know that,
but i don't have the heart to
tell you.


"if i were yours and you were mine,
we shouldn't move too slow."


the amount of control you own
is far too much for understanding.
i'll throw caution to the wind
whenever you tell me to.


"if i were yours and you were mine,
i'd never tell you no."




we are not the same.

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