See you around

What am I? Chopped liver? You act like I dont even exist, like nothing ever happened between us! You delete every memory you have of me, erase everything I ever said to you, but yet you say you cant bear to live without me. I am not some sort of person you can just use when your bored then throw aside later when your done. No, I will not go through anything like this again. You say we were meant to be, then why are you still with her? Why do you walk past me in the hall and just ignore me like we have had no history? I cant take it anymore. There is only so much a person can take. It torments me to see you lie all the time! Dont you know what this is doing to me? Dont you know that i really do care for you? I suppose that if I do care for you I shouldnt let you go, but I dont want to. I want to hold on to every memory, every touch, but I cant if you pretend not to know me, as if I never existed. So I guess this is goodbye, again, as hard as it is. See you around.

True

Words are not enough to describe this feeling I have. I may not be good with words, but with whats in my heart and what my blubbering mouth is trying to say it quite true. Although its simple, it comes from deep within the heart.

This girl, one of my very best friends, is an amazing girl, to put at the least. You cannot, or will not ever find a girl like this. She may not know it, but I love her like my own sister. She is so smart, funny, and can do anything she puts her mind to. She is not afraid one bit of being her own person. If anything, she goes against the flow. And she always reminds me that it doesnt matter what people think, because your true friends are the ones that love you for your crazy, weird self.

Take a bullet? Go through hell and back? I would do that for her a million times. Thats how special this girl is to me. I havent really understood or even felt what true friendship is about, but I sure do now. I want to thank her for giving me her friendship, because I have no idea how i'd get through life without her. Its like how people need oxygen.

Sometimes it feels like I take her for granted, but if I'm like that, guess who is there to knock some sense into me? She is. Through all the drama, guess who was there? She was. Through my bipolar moodswings, guess who was there? She was. Constantly there! Even when I dont feel like socializing she's just there, popping up beside me.

I met her last year when I had absolutely every class with her! My first impression of her was a jabbery little blonde who was loud and obnoxious, but as I have gotten to know her over time, I see her as a hilarious, different, magnetic, creative girl. (and a really good secret keeper) She cant live with lies, she has to tell the truth. She values friendships over guys, and wow is that an awesome value to have. I really dont know many girls like that.

You see, a true friend does not judge me for what I do or say, she is my support. "My bra" as she always says. She is always there, not criticizing me and pointing out the mistakes I know I made. And I love her for that because I make my own mistakes and I dont need someone to scold me, someone to just talk about it with.

Now, as we are becoming closer, I can see the future. Our friendship will stretch over a very long time! I can see us having wheelchair races down the halls of our nursing himes and gossipping about the cute old guys in the corner playing chess.

I just thank God that he put her in my life. I wouldnt be the person I am today without her. She taught me what true friendship is. No strings attatched. And I count my lucky stars that she decided to be my friend. Everyone needs a Macy Paul in their lives. If they dont, then they are really missing out.

Love you best friend!! :)

Come What May

Let us warm the earth.
Inspire it to love like us.
Deep like the ocean,
constant as the tide,
never ending as the sky,
and as sure as the sun will rise.

Let the wind and storms come.
We can make it,
for we are everywhere, everything.


You calm the hurricanes with your gentle touches. You tame ferocious beasts with your kind and gentle eyes. Your sigh is the gentle breeze over a calm ocean. Your voice, like the thrill of summer. Your love, like the gentle falling of the snow. Pure, with all your heart.

Come what may, for we can conquer all.

Mirror

I look at my reflection.
What do I wish to see?
I wish to see ultimate beauty,
dominating passion in my eyes.
I wish to see perfection.
But all I can see are flaws.
The wrongs of my appearance.


The mirror breaks,
The broken glass goes inside of me.
The shards cutting at the edges of my soul,
cutting into my being.
It is trying to cut all the ugliness and pain out.
I bleed out my feelings, my passions.
I turn into a machine.
Responding only when spoken to,
Smiling only to cover up the pain.


But your breath warms me.
It makes me not want to pretend,
Makes me alive. Makes me feel like a something.
Not just appearances. A special person in your eyes.


You warm the world, me in it.
You wish to change it, to better it.
I have you to thank.
I owe you my life, my very being. My existence.
Without you, I would be in a cold grave of aloneness and lonliness.
Without reconciliation.

As my wounds leak my pain and sorrow, I feel as if I can just bleed all the pain out. All the self-loathing in the world cannot compare. Just make it go away, drain me of my inhibitions.