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mochiu Aug 2014
If I told you my feelings
Would you feel it?
If I told you my heart was unkempt
Would you heal it?

If I asked you your feelings
Would you shield it?
If I turned away
Could you deal with it?
mochiu Aug 2014
Porcelain skin
And all that could and would have been
mochiu Aug 2014
She couldn't understand why people wasted their time being in love
She had plenty of other things she could do with her time

He couldn't understand how people couldn't waste some time being in love
He didn't have many things to do with his time

How can you waste your time doing such silly things? She said
How can you not? He replied
Falling in love, spending time with that person, your time is thrown away to the wind. She couldn't understand
That wind flies it to it's Timekeeper. He understood

I don't have a timekeeper. A hint of animosity in her voice
I don't have any time. A hint of hint of intimation in his voice
mochiu Aug 2014
She wanted a little freedom
So she created her own world
She wandered a little
Still not enough for her
So she wandered a little more till
She couldn't wander anymore
She had wandered so far
She honestly had forgotten her way back
So she stayed there
In her own little world
mochiu Aug 2014
Him
She had honestly thought he was perfect
Straight A's
Good student
Didn't hang out with the bad kids
Didn't talk during class
But she didn't really know him.

So when she went to class that day
to her surprise he was there too
She was overcome with the joy that her unrequited love
was in the same class as her
Her heart thumped
It'd beat harder and harder
More intense by the minute

But she didn't really know him.

And when the class came to an end
So did her love
And the beating of her heart
The excitement she felt when she saw him
It all ceased to exist

Because she didn't really know **him.
I got a schedule change today.
mochiu Aug 2014
A love that could never be
She would wait so patiently

A heart that she could hold
They were all so very cold

A love full of clues
Things she never knew

A love without a cause
Is all it ever was
mochiu Aug 2014
Life is full of little stories
Even one for you and me
And only we'll decide
What kind of Genre
our stories will be
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