You opened my eyes

                                            and made me see

that there is a future                      
                         
                                     of you and me.

We see each other everyday,
we live our own lives.
Neither of us ever say a word,
but once we have met eyes.

The world had stopped
for what seemed like years,
and everyone around me
seemed to disappear.

We looked at each other's eyes
for so long and yet so little.
And everything that was once so complicated
became ever so simple.

But will our eyes
ever meet again
or will we ever talk,
have a conversation?

Slowly,
he closes his eyes.
He looks so relaxed;
s o   w i s e .

His body,
feeling cold against my skin;
his his fingers,
c o o l   a n d   t h i n .

His skin,
scaly and smooth,
he looks so perfect,
nothing to add
o r   r e m o v e .

Slowly,
he opens his eyes.
Looking at me,
I think I see him
s m i l e .

He looks
so small,
so delicate,
in my hand.

Yet his every move
is so majestic,
s o g r a n d .

His bright green color
is so appealing;
his thin tail
like a
s t r i n g .

He sits there,
looking up at me;
and we both just sit there,
w e   s i t  a n d   w e   s e e .

No matter who we are,
we all need
love,
we all need
affection,
we all need
s o m e o n e .

Tell me why you're doing this,
tell me, so that I will know.


Tell me, but my answer will stay the same.
Tell me, and I will say
no.

To all,
a huge thanks!
So far,
two new friends!

And instantly,
high school got so much nicer,
when you have someone to sit with,
and someone to talk to.

So I'm not alone,
there are others looking for friends.
And to all who helped me make it this far,
I owe you a huge thanks.

Help all!


Please,
I need your help.
I'm trying to make new friends.
I don't know where to start to make it go well.
Any methods that you can recommend?

The seconds

t
i
c
k

by.

With each, I am more ready to die.

He said he would
never
leave me.

He said he was gonna
love me deeply.

He said he was never gonna let me
d
o
w
n.

He said he would make a smile
out of each frown.

He said
and I
believed.

Because of him,
it's all this grieve.

The seconds tick by,
inviting me to come.

To join a world that it so
different than this one.

It wouldn't take long,
and soon I'd be there.

No pain, no fear,
and I wouldn't care.

And may this world do whatever
is in its desire.

Flood,
erupt,
or burn down in fire.

And I'd go right now,
and I'd be real glad.

But it's my best friend who's holding me down,
saying that my idea's kinda bad.

She says I should stay,
get along,
let it go...

And with her help,
I'll get through,
I know.