See you there...

I have nothing else to tell you.
I've done everything I can.
Now?
It's time to wait,
and let life run it's course.
My shoes are worn down,
my socks have holes in the toes.
My violin is sitting in the corner.
I sit, and wait.
It's close to 12:00 already.
My heart is beating fast,
so fast,
I'm loosing my breath.
Now?
It's time to go,
to go through with the journey.
My car pulls up,
we see balloons.
This must be it.

Two
boys
are sitting on a couch.
One I know,
One I don't.
EVERYTHING is awkward.
Two turns to three,
Three turns to four,
Four turns to five,
and then a girl shows  up too.
The conversation loosens up.
We laugh,
we have fun,
we kill each other.

Games galore.
Apples to apples,
mafia,
cops and robbers,
and wand dueling.
He really outdone himself this time.
Having fun,
and then...
OH NO!
I see
a red car pull up.
It's my family's.
I leave, say goodbye,
and go.
This was fun.

What can I do?
What could I have done?
I couldn't say anything,
of course.
But,
still I wonder.
What would've happened if I did?
Hmm...


To be continued...

The start of my re-written lyrics for the song 'I Will Follow You Into The Dark' by Death Cab For Cutie

If you and I collide,
and we both are satisfied,
I'll turn off the light on my vacancy sign.
If there's no one beside you
when you're alone at night,
I'll follow you from the dark.

The Genius On The Other Side Of Town (my take on Genius Next Door, applied to my life)

I first thought the boy was so normal,
then said he was enchanted.
I was trying to keep it quiet,
telling him it was fine.
Then I couldn't hear the laughter,
or fell the happiness at all.
All I could think about was the fact
that I wanted him more than anything.
But everyone around me, was saying,
he doesn't really matter.

There's really, no way,
that I can forget about him.
And there's really no way,
that he doesn't matter.

The genius was running around,
laughing, watching, having fun.
He doesn't know how I feel though,
what would he do if he knew?
And I have go and sit there,
and see him and his shining face.
And try to keep mum,
about the secret I was hiding.

And there's really, no way, 

that I can forget about him.

And there's really no way,

that he doesn't matter.

The morning of a day a year later,
I wake up full of sadness.
to realize he doesn't like me (at all)
Feels like it sucked out my gladness.
I have to go and lie there
and see his face in my mind.
And still try to keep mum,
About the secret I was hiding.

So there's really, no way, 

that I can forget about him.

And there's really no way,

that he doesn't matter.

The Genius,

on the other side of town...

was too special to me.

And what I don't understand is,

why is there all of this madness.

I have to try and forget all about him

because I can't live with this anymore.

A Fantasy Family

It doesn't matter who you are,

where you come from,

Or what you like to do.

As long as you like fantasy,

you are fine.

Come and join our fantasy family

and we'll delve into your imagination.

We'll write stories,

poems,

and reviews.

Generating ideas we never knew we had.

Castles, princesses, and dragons.

Knights in shining armor.

What is that?

Fantasy of our past.

We read that,

when we were kids.

Now?

We entered another phase of our lives.

Magical Beasts,

Unheard-of realms

Spells and potions,

Witches and Wizards.

Reading Fantasy is like a thought.

You never know what's going to happen to it,

Or where it is going to go.

Join our fantasy family

And Discover the world of  make-believe you never knew.