Skittles21

Christmas is coming, and I should be excited, but it's the fact I'll be seeing you that has me more then delighted. Creating poems constantly, wasting time each day, knowing that the day I see you is coming my way. I look to the moon, seeking relief, but no matter-I still have more than two weeks. O'Malley does his best, anything to keep me from crying, but to say that it always works would only be me lying. My days appear endless, my weeks are far from stress less, knowing we still have things to work out is keeping me restless. I want you to tell me you'll love me, and promise me we'll be fine- but that's not a promise you can ma

Dreaming, thinking, wishing you were here. You told me to seek out the moon, but its not that clear. Bootcamp has you, it keeps you away. But I can't hold true without another way. I write you a letter, I speak only the truth. I feel like the girl, the letters written to Dear Ruth. Why can't you just write to me. Make everything clear. I suppose I will just drown it all out with nothing but tears. Love me, miss me, tell me I'm yours. You said this path would open our doors. Let it happen, let it come true. You know I love you, my baby boo.

The pain. The lies. The hate. The rage in my eyes, the hurt inside. The agony...the anguish of it all. I trusted you, you trusted me. And when I hurt you, I really wanted to take it back. You knew that, but instead of saying ok...your went around and stabbed in the back. As the blood dripped down my sides, the tears I shed drowned out my cries. You watched me die, you watched me pay. So now you live...waiting for you day. Your time. To die. The day, I come back... to take your soul. To show you no mercy. To destroy your inner core. To turn off your lights, and show you my rights. To stand up, and watch YOU fall. To make

You walk past me, a shiver goes up my spine. You look back at me, I know Im on your mind. You walk towards me, to tell me you are mine. But instead I walk by you, remembering your just a waste of time.

Sitting on my window sill, entranced by your eyes. They twinkle in the moonlight, they keep me mesmerized. Laying in your lap, just staring at your lips. They begged to be kissed, and that is just my wish. I listen to your heart beat, it trembles as I touch. I caress your chest with my fingers, careful not to crush. I hold your hand in mine, grasping on to our life. I would never let you go, with fear of what remains untouched. I don't know what to say, my voice will remain silent. I suppose my thoughts, are drawn towards you... but kept away in private.