peeling away and the shavings are falling on the floor ( Read more... )

i think we're missing the point here

you know what's not fun?

waking up. not that kind of waking up. but waking up when you're already awake. looking around and realizing that not one persons face standing around you looks a thing like yours.

cause then you're lonely.

i don't fit in there.

micah. don't reply to this or you'll hear from me.

and ohhhh

i've got you now. and now you're not getting away so easily

you're just outside my vision. you're holding big, chunky words that keep slipping off your lips like china plates. it hurts both our ears to hear the sound. we're both embarrased by your clumsiness and hurriedly try to pick up the pieces with yet more words that tumble out like misshapen toy blocks. and maybe that's all they're good for, i guess. ( Read more... )

it's a simple line that i trace your eyes with. everytime i see you i end up doing nothing but tracing lines. i trace with my mind back to a time when friendship didn't come so hard and there weren't any knots to deal with or trip over. i find myself tracing over the shape of your lips in my mind and i find countless drawings of them in my ( Read more... )

it's in the silent moments that i hide ( Read more... )

just so you know:

i have no computer and i'm on campus now

farewell

Eyes spun of ( Read more... )

"we need to get together to see what's going on in your life right now ( Read more... )