Which boy do you notice? Which one do you see?
Which version is him is the him that is he?
Is it the boy who’s Proper?
The boy with the bow?
(The one that the polite folks are happy...
My ship rocks back and forth along the crashing waves,
The storm is nothing to me,
I don’t see it,
I see you the lifeboat.
I admire him,
He won’t know,
We’re too different...
In just a minute I slowly faded away,
All the memories rushing towards me,
The laughs, The cries, The heartaches,
Waking up abruptly, the hurtfulness of a pain I carried,
Who knew it...
Through the rainy times,
I can see them cry,
Yet I can not understand why,
We humans seem to whine
Through the wind,
I can hear them laugh,
But I wasn't able to understand,
Why...
We planned the future like it was something we could bargain with. Not in big, dramatic ways. No grand speeches about forever. Just small, stubborn things.
“Same place?” she asked once, tracing...
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The weather perfect enough for a smile,
Almost a picture perfect experience,
Heat blazing down on my face,
Reminds me of our pace,
Both slow and steady, reaching no end,
This...
My heart is upside down,
For my love is all wrong,
Like a man at war seeing his foe,
And swooning all night long
Because those who make my heart beat,
Would never think the same
For...
To be happy is to be beautiful,
To bring a smile to one’s face as you walk by,
To be admired and wanted.
To be happy is to have a nice face,
To cover yourself in makeup until it sinks...
