Serena
I sat with Tia and her friends, but I could feel Shaun's stare.
After school, I was in a hurry to get in my car, so I didn't see him coming as I fumbled for my keys.
"Serena, how strongly are Du opposed to seeing a movie with me this weekend?" he asked.
I looked up, at first not believing what I was hearing. I was aware that it was Thursday. Very aware.
"Unopposed," I said, so happy. Inexplicably happy, as I met his eyes. They weren't black, just a very dark brown.
"I'll pick Du up," he said.
"Come to this address," I said, scrawling my straße and house number on a piece of paper my hands had reached when I was searching for my elusive car keys. I added my number, saying,"and here's my number."
I was so incredibly happy as I handed him the piece of paper.
"Here's mine," he sagte softly, Schreiben his own number down on the other half of the paper, tearing it and handing me the half he'd written on.
Tia
She'd sagte yes!
I was waiting in my car "conveniently" parked three down from Serena's.
And it was all thanks to me.
It was turning out to be a better Tag than I hoped for.
I smiled smugly to myself as I pulled out of the parking space.
I sat with Tia and her friends, but I could feel Shaun's stare.
After school, I was in a hurry to get in my car, so I didn't see him coming as I fumbled for my keys.
"Serena, how strongly are Du opposed to seeing a movie with me this weekend?" he asked.
I looked up, at first not believing what I was hearing. I was aware that it was Thursday. Very aware.
"Unopposed," I said, so happy. Inexplicably happy, as I met his eyes. They weren't black, just a very dark brown.
"I'll pick Du up," he said.
"Come to this address," I said, scrawling my straße and house number on a piece of paper my hands had reached when I was searching for my elusive car keys. I added my number, saying,"and here's my number."
I was so incredibly happy as I handed him the piece of paper.
"Here's mine," he sagte softly, Schreiben his own number down on the other half of the paper, tearing it and handing me the half he'd written on.
Tia
She'd sagte yes!
I was waiting in my car "conveniently" parked three down from Serena's.
And it was all thanks to me.
It was turning out to be a better Tag than I hoped for.
I smiled smugly to myself as I pulled out of the parking space.
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
oder I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told Von hidden scars
Unable to Zeigen themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
oder I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told Von hidden scars
Unable to Zeigen themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I thought it would be a good idea to try and write goodbye
but i was stuck when I realized there were too many lovely things to write about.
and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this,
but i really don't want to fix it right now.
i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down
but trust me, when it comes down
to having the choice of being right..
oder protecting you, I'll be wrong every single time.
Because it's just who I am...
but i was stuck when I realized there were too many lovely things to write about.
and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this,
but i really don't want to fix it right now.
i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down
but trust me, when it comes down
to having the choice of being right..
oder protecting you, I'll be wrong every single time.
Because it's just who I am...