and they said not everyone is meant to be with someone.

oh and there i go again gliding into your gorgeous eyes...

it takes only a thought to lead my mind back to you
a slight kiss to remember how much i miss you
if we part: our mind's combine
Just a touch of your hand to know you're all mine.
Need i ever remind you? just how much
i love our time.

it's our connection that causes the dancing.

ill skip a generation of fake creations
and indulge in the love you've been giving.

i love you zachary. <3

freedom is writing.

im figuring out a place for you in my head. its better than viewing our friendship as dead. I can't fathom why we both had to say the things we said or hold a silence so deafening it brought my ears to dread their ability to hear. Our memories need to be so far but still they are so near. I need to believe I have nothing to fear but I have this premonition that you're going to be again hurt and it's the last type of power I want to grant him to exert over you. Why can't you see I only gave the answer that you, for so long, were seeking and I never wanted to give it for fear of breaking the friendship we so haphazardly had put back together. Not very well as it appears you no longer want me near. How come people say "the truth will set you free", when it only plunges you further into regretting reality? I think purifying love is the only way our heads will truly let us see; within our arts we will only ever honestly be free.

Society is Sick to its Stomach.

ill hold a safety net below you
in case you one day need it.

i will stay right out of your view
until the day you realize your past still cares for you.

i will ignore the hurt of your words too
because i know deep down the truth just hurt you.

i will remember the silence the most
because the way you constantly boast
is the only way your life has taught you how to cope.

ill cry all of the tears society will not let itself shed
right now.
so all of you can just continue pretending
in whatever happiness you need to go.

all in all
im not blaming
anyone
but instead im blaming the meanings
we constantly attach to each other.

and in the end,
we'll replace the word memories with tragedies
so long as everyone keeps teasing themselves
with "Love's" so important reality.