friends only<3
septemberforth2003
we layed out maps in hope our plans would unfold into a miraculous, beautiful story ending. we looked and admired and swooned over all the details. every star and every field and every mile over the limit shown in our eyes like diamonds your old love looked at in a window. they meant so much and lit up our [my] heart(s) with hopes. EVEN THE REST OF OUR INSIDES WERE VISIBLE WITH VUNERABLE LIGHT. waiting was despair and bearing it for much longer was hell. the day before we filled up the gas tank in that old silver car with paint chips on the roof to head off for states weve never seen and people we've never met, thunder shook the maps from the tables, and my hand from drawing a direct route to your heart. lightening burned the maps to the ground only to be covered with rain and sunk into the deep dirt. their burnt edges were frayed and brown as they stuck up from the ground like dead daisies. here lies the time and effort of a pitied girl who just wanted to see you smile. i cried and you touched my chin as if it would drain the tears back into my skull and make everything right, and told me "i did not think it would actually happen anyways; the rain was bound to come. maybe we can plan again for next year." i tried to smile knowing the rain would only come again, along with it's thunder and lightening bolting through my stupid heart.
FRIENDSONLY.
we layed out maps in hope our plans would unfold into a miraculous, beautiful story ending. we looked and admired and swooned over all the details. every star and every field and every mile over the limit shown in our eyes like diamonds your old love looked at in a window. they meant so much and lit up our [my] heart(s) with hopes. EVEN THE REST OF OUR INSIDES WERE VISIBLE WITH VUNERABLE LIGHT. waiting was despair and bearing it for much longer was hell. the day before we filled up the gas tank in that old silver car with paint chips on the roof to head off for states weve never seen and people we've never met, thunder shook the maps from the tables, and my hand from drawing a direct route to your heart. lightening burned the maps to the ground only to be covered with rain and sunk into the deep dirt. their burnt edges were frayed and brown as they stuck up from the ground like dead daisies. here lies the time and effort of a pitied girl who just wanted to see you smile. i cried and you touched my chin as if it would drain the tears back into my skull and make everything right, and told me "i did not think it would actually happen anyways; the rain was bound to come. maybe we can plan again for next year." i tried to smile knowing the rain would only come again, along with it's thunder and lightening bolting through my stupid heart.
FRIENDSONLY.