She had just met him.
She wanted to ask, but like
Always, she was scared.
She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
He hesitated.
"Good, but we have to
Try and strike this thing." he said.
Struck something in her.
_______________________________
They just fell in love.
She worries about his worries.
Always, she was scared.
She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
She cries in his arms.
He fights back his tears.
"Good, because ou believe so."
A scared moment.
______________________________
He has just left her.
She finds an excuse to speak.
Always, she was scared.
She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
She stutters-nerves shot.
He's looking elsewhere.
"Good." She pretends to not care
That he doesn't care.
_______________________________
She just found herself.
Long time without him around.
Calling, she was scared.
She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
She holds the phone firm.
"Good, but she could be
Better. But what's not like that?"
They hang up. "They" ends.
________________________________
They are just strangers.
Thoughts rarely bump into him.
She changed, never scared.
She jumped off the cliff.
"God, how's his mother doing?"
She needs Him to say,
"Good." Then, she whispers,
"Please, somebody, tell that boy
he matters tonight."
Nov 19, 2010
Nov 19, 2010 at 11:08 PM UTC
She had just met him.
She wanted to ask, but like
Always, she was scared.
She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
He hesitated.
"Good, but we have to
Try and strike this thing." he said.
Struck something in her.
_______________________________
They just fell in love.
She worries about his worries.
Always, she was scared.
She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
She cries in his arms.
He fights back his tears.
"Good, because ou believe so."
A scared moment.
______________________________
He has just left her.
She finds an excuse to speak.
Always, she was scared.
She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
She stutters-nerves shot.
He's looking elsewhere.
"Good." She pretends to not care
That he doesn't care.
_______________________________
She just found herself.
Long time without him around.
Calling, she was scared.
She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
She holds the phone firm.
"Good, but she could be
Better. But what's not like that?"
They hang up. "They" ends.
________________________________
They are just strangers.
Thoughts rarely bump into him.
She changed, never scared.
She jumped off the cliff.
"God, how's his mother doing?"
She needs Him to say,
"Good." Then, she whispers,
"Please, somebody, tell that boy
he matters tonight."