Everything seems blue.
Not the pretty blue kind,
that you see in the sky during a summer day.
Not the kind that reminds you of all the joys in life.
The one that leaves you in awe.

The kind that makes you feel every sorrow of the world.
That deep blue that makes you question yourself.
Every little thing reminds me of my failures
and pains and makes me feel such a deep blue.

I try to see your face,
but there's not a trace.
I remember your sweet smile,
but the rest is futile.
I remember those days,
but it's just a haze.
I know it wasn't meant to be,
but you meant a lot to me.
I'm still holding on,
until the next dawn.
Then, I'll move on.

My heart has never before been so torn.

You.
I've never thought of you as more than a friend,
until now.
You'd make a great boyfriend and husband.
We fit so well as friends,
but as more than friends?
College awaits you,
while I stay behind.
I'll see you soon, I said.
But will I?

And you.
From the moment I met you,
I knew I liked you.
Your dazzling eyes and kind smile.
You warm my heart.
I love the thought of you.
But I know it could never work.
I'm leaving soon and all the memories we've made,
will be lost.
But every time I look at that picture,
my heart fills with hope.

In time, all will be clear.
But patience, my dear;
is just my souvenir.

Lately I feel like the whole world is against me.
Family not understanding my pain.
Getting into fights with friends.

I just want to be "normal" again,
but I haven't been "normal" for a while.

I feel like no one understands me,
even though I know some people do.
I feel like no one loves me,
even though they tell me constantly that they do.

A simple "sorry" or "I love you" doesn't fix everything.
Words hurt more than battle wounds.
No words spoken at all sometimes hurt even more.