Every morning,
Gloomy or not,
They find each other at the meeting spot.
A place for them,
A place for a pair,
Who love each other with no compare.

Why do I not have a meeting spot?
Doesn't my soul matter too?
My perfect boy means the world to me,
And I believe we are the perfect two.

It may not be Castle Byers,
A magical place in the woods.
But it could be the back of the school,
And isn't that just as good?

The Meeting Spot

Life is a game we play.
It can be cruel and
                                awful
                                          and painful.
But when you think about it,
there are not that many bad things, just a handful.
There are things to live for,
                                           like friends,
                                        family,
                                                  and even Love.
Life is a game made by God and sent down from above.
        Life can be hardening and emotionally tiring,
         But Life teaches you what to do when you hear a gun firing.
When you are beside yourself,
                                                and think you are dying,
  Remember you haven't beaten Life and you have to keep trying.
Many people mistake Love for Life,
                                                        even though they are merely siblings.
Neither is whole without the other,
                                                          alone they each need filling.
Love is sweet but can be the hardest on your soul,
                     While Life is there to help love grow.

                                                 Life is a game,
                                           But Love is the name.

One of my dearest friends asked me about my life.
I simply replied  "It is filled with strife."
                                                                    Little did I know.
The very next day changed everything,
                                                                    my feelings,
                                            point of view.
There was a boy worth the world to me,
                                                and I was lost on what to do.
                      Little did I know.
                              One of the days, something happened,
           something wonderful and true.
                        I found out we have the same favorite color.
That color is blue.
                               Little did I know.
            At the end of the term we were taking tests,
But one little moment stole my mind and heart from the rest.
                         Little did I know I was in love.

The colors of my dreams vary from
                                                                 blue
                                                                           to pink
                                                                                           to green
                             The prettiest colors you have ever seen.
Some are dark as dark can be,
                                                    some are bright and filled with glee.
  The only thing they all possess
                                          is the very same thing that makes me a mess.
They all have a power over my heart,
                                                           a power that I hate but can not part.
A certain love that can not be denied,
                                                      A certain love that is fueled with pride.
A certain love is what it seems,
                                                  A certain love and color of my dreams.

Why am I forever cursed
To love a man who loves me not,
Who thinks of me as no more than a friend,
When I'll love him to the end.

I'm broken down for no apparent reason,
Its almost as if I've been accused of treason.
I love this kid with the brightest smile.
I swear it seems to go on for miles.
No one understands what I feel,
What I think.
My mind is everything but the kitchen sink.
All that matters is him,
Right there.
Taking in his somehow warm, blue stare.
Sometimes I wonder if he is worth the pain,
But then I remember with pain there is gain.
I look at him, and I realize
that I am in love,
And it's the greatest surprise.