Aug 18, 2008 00:09
If I could sing of rainbows
I would take your hand and lead you to the end.
If I could hold your heart,
I would crush it within my fingertips.
If I could absorb your pain,
I would slit your wrists and spill your blood.
If I could love you,
I would hate you.
My semestre is nearing its end at the art institute. This means for a couple of weeks before the new classes start, I'll be spending more time in Starbucks. There aren't enough protests in the world, and not enough people who want to make a difference. There aren't enough people who care about the environment or those less fortunate than ourselves. We can't change these people, however, which means the responsibility falls back onto us.
Rikku wants to spend time with me, which I don't really mind, I suppose. I've never been one for company, because I'm usually so busy. Without my time being used up, I won't really know what to do.
I have to admit, there's someone I'm seeing frequently at the coffee shop while I'm reading or playing. Someone I've known for a while. Or at least someone I've known of before. From where, I won't be saying. Point is, I've seen him and I know who he is. It's... sort of refreshing. He has the potential to make a great change too. I wonder if he knows that.
Oh, and Rikku... You have some good potential too. If you'd stop blowing shit up.
I guess if I'm allowed to cut myself, though, you're allowed to destroy stuff.