September 2009
8 posts
Yes, I read it.
Y’know what?
Bloop.
“Never leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one you like will...”
Reflection.
Who are you?
I feel like I know your face…
Have we met before?
You’re a memory I just can’t trace…
Were we friends once?
It’s strange to meet up this way…
Where have you been?
I remember missing you one day…
Where are you going?
Oh, now I see.
Why didn’t I notice?
You are me.
Y'know why?
Y’know why people love music so much?
Because our heartbeat has rhythm.
Y’know why people love books so much?
Because they take you away.
Y’know why people love TV so much?
Because it shows you things you’ve never seen before.
Y’know why I love you so much?
Because our hearts beat with that SAME rhythm, and because you take me away from my troubles, and...
B e t h a l l e n
We came from the same place, her and I.
We were best friends once. We did ballet, piano, and we went to school together.
Poor, Poor, Ally.
Our highschool dream was to ride together, be together, eat lunch together, study together, and love each other. She was my family. I’d known her ever since I could remember.
Why did it have to be Ally?
She was prettier than...
“We are all in the gutter, but some us are looking at the stars.” —...”