Hollywood hills and suburban thrills hey who are you kidding?

[orangepastures]

Since my file was overinflated by papers, I thought I'd get another one. That was before I got a thick book and now I've nowhere to put it too. My new file is blue. My file is orange. Things in my life have come in pairs, (disaster never strikes singly) and some things have been orange and blue pairs. Staying alone like this tells me that when you wake up in the morning it's a new day, so I wish you'd never have to go to sleep. You're the only person I know who can put intangible things into tangible space; love, memories, and a wish. Inside a box, and I keep mine in my heart and in little spaces of my life, like the playlist in my iPod.

Your catchphrase is (: when you're happy, and when you're not you don't have one. I don't have a catchphrase, because somewhere along the way the -. I use emoticons because I want you to know what I'm saying with the letters and numbers; there's a difference between "Hey." and "Hey. (:" So great that you could draw another Great Divide between their meanings.

I saw this somewhere: Lonely Planet Six Degrees; but doesn't six degrees of separation mean everyone is at most six steps from each other? How is that lonely? I want to be closer than one step away from you. The crowd is lonely. If I travel upwards at a six degrees angle first I'll hover above the ground, then feel like a balloon, then soar with the clouds, and finally there will be separation.

If I fall from such great heights, I will die. If I die, there is nobody to carry on the story. If I die, I lose all sight of you. This is why I cannot die.

If I die, I will be Saved. When I die, nobody speaks at the funeral.

I just wanted you to know.

I just want you to know. Please always know I love you even more than I have imagined it myself.

I love you
I love you
I love you.

If I don't need anyone,
you are the only exception.

I'm on my way to believing