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You allow me to flow. Get it all done. I'll flee, floating beyond myself into places I've always desired to be. Without you I would never be able to see these places, to appricate these faces, to enjoy them to the fullest. So thank you, for allowing me to be free.
She laughed. "You really amuse me Jason. You're different." Jason stared back, expressionless. "You say that now..." She didn't understand what he was talking about. "What's that suppose to mean...?" Kathleen asked moving closer to him on the bed. He remained silent, and began to smirk. "Is this about last night? Jason, is there something I don't know? Tell me, please." She grabbed his shirt pleading for answers. He rose from the bed without a word, walked to the door, and stopped. As he looked back to her he said, "You'll find out soon. And when you do, I'll be long gone."
Angela sat down in front of her, so she could begin. "Thanks Sheril, I really am excited for them". Sheril smiled. She'd always wanted to give Angela braids, she'd just never had the time to until now. As she began the braids she thought of all the things she loved in the world. Her mother, sister, flowers, the rain , and Angela. Angela had been her friend for years and anything she wanted, if Sheril could, she gave.
The littlest things with you just puzzle me. The whole time I thought that everything was different. You'd changed I was sure of that. Nothing was going to be the same because you'd seen the light. But, I was wrong. It was hidden from me. Just when we've gotten back into the swing of things and you open up to me something that is so personal to you, You've still hidden something from me. "I just learned to stop talking about it" you said once I'd found out. I don't know what type of game this is to you but I've finally got the picture clear. The pieces have been placed together. And yet I'm left puzzled.
"I've gained a sense over the years. You don't say certain things, and I've learned that now. If you love you love fully. If you speak you speak honestly. It's all so simple. I don't understand why I couldn't see that before. However, all that matters is that I see it know. I'm sorry, I love you, and I've changed trust me. I've gained a sense of integrity." She smiled. "It was so... I don't know. But when he said that after so many years of not seeing eachother I forgave him right away... There was no way I could lose him again."
I thought I could trust you. I thought you were my friend. The only one who would understand after all of this mess was unfolded for the world to see. But it was all a sham. You're just a fake. Another Knock off, in your closet. You don't care about me. I was just another piece of gum discarded and stuck up under your table. I should have never believed you. I should have never opened up to you. You can't be trusted. Sadly, it took me so long to realize that.
I just helped you once. Just once. I usually don't but I did for you. Not even thinking twice I just did. It didn't feel wrong. After I was done I looked at you in a different way I guess I've always thought you were cute but it never clicked like it had that day. Now I sit across the room with my friend thinking about the fact that I don't even know your name... The worst part is, I'm too nervous to approach you.
Walking down the hall together. Talking after class everyday. Walking me home. Telling inside jokes. Writing in my yearbook. Coming over on weekends and playing stupid games till we're bored again JUST to do it all over. Almost kissing in the moonlight... Then you decide to tell me you have a girl friend... Go figure.
Swish Swash, goes my wand. I see you standing in front of a pond. I don't want you here, I don't want you there, hell, I don't want you anywhere! I'll put you somewhere, somewhere safe. I'll put you in a place called outer space! =P
Ever since I switched classes it's been this way. Always thinking of you, looking for you, and speaking about you.. I wouldn't say it's obsession. That's taking it too far, although you might...
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