Nov 15, 2004 17:39
Will you remind me of the days when we were young; when everybody left their front porch light on? Feeling like this isn't something I'm used to and the sky feels slightly less unfamilar then usual. Last night I woke to the sound of the light switch and your heartbeat seemed to be one with the ticking of the second hand. I couldn't help but notice your uncomfortable disposition and I wondered if you knew I was watching. I always dreamt of lieing awake but often fell out of the subconcience layer that embellished my brain. Lieing beside you always made me feel lonely and I was constantly reminded of how ironic that was. You never were a big fan of irony and I could tell you were scared of what reality had to offer. Fear is a weakness perhaps the lonely are only lucky enough to encounter. Falling asleep is something you were accostumed to, and you always refused to turn off the light.
I want to be a writter.
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