BecauseBecause Im no longer wearing long sleeves.Because I buy bottled water.Because there is cheese debris.Because the engine doesnt turn.Because at camp, a boy got an arrow shot into his right shoulder.Because there is a girl that looks like a lion.Because my high schools football team got killed Saturday morning.Because the purse is purple. Because it is beautiful and hideous at the same time.because I live on Sally Ann Circle.Because Urkle listens to polka.Because I dont like okra.Because of biscuits.Because of packages, boxes, and bags.Because she does.Because Santa Clause is a doctor of laws and deserves rounds of applause.Because the Lord knows what He has for me.because fifty-two hundred Post-its cover one room, walls to desk to bed.Because Im not as skinny as I used to be.Because I dont have a cat.Because I do not own a feline.Because I have been inside the Mt. Olive pickle factory.Because of the color blue.Because of the 90s.
The TruthThe truth is,When I told youI never wanted to see your face again,I didnt mean it.The truth is,When I told youI never wanted to speak to you again,I didnt mean it.The truth is,When I told youI hated everything about you,I didnt mean it.When I told youThat I hoped you would die
The truth is,I didnt mean that either
You always took me too seriously,And now look at what Ive done.
I Know You'll Be ThereWhen passion overtakes meAnd my heart stops beating,I know youll be there, with life support,And a kiss to awaken my dreams.When I close my eyes and cry out to GodTo stop my world from shaking,I know youll be there, to hold me close,And tell me that you love me
When the end has come, and I breathe my last,And I ask God to take me home,I know youll be there, hand in mine,Holding on when Im letting go.
Real Good ManREAL GOOD MANThe Kenshingumi were sitting around after dinner and chatting back and forth. Tonight was a special one as Sano, Megumi, Kenshin, Yahiko, Kaoru, Aoshi, Misao and the others were all there for the first time in quite sometime after the Enishi battle.Kenshin, when are you and Kaoru going to tie the knot? Misao giggled and propped herself up against Aoshi, who looked at the red-haired man with a curious little smirk on his face.US?! Kenshin countered, blushing about five different shades of red and wrenching his eyes from Kaorus. What about THOSE two? He pointed to Sanosuke and Megumi, who sat next to one another, trying their best to ignore one anothers presence.Sanos head snapped up and he made to retort but Megumi beat him to it. You HAVE to be kidding me! She said, eyes growing wide. ME marry HIM? Youre all very funny... but its not going to happen!This made Sanosuke angr
Gifts and Curses"Gifts And Curses"Mary belongs to the words of a song.I try to be strong for her, try not to be wrong for her.But she will not wait for me, anymore, anymore.Why did I say all those things before? I was sure.Sanosuke turned his back on the crowd and headed for the edge of town. He never liked fairs anyway, or thats what he told himself. He had agreed to go with the rest of the Kenshingumi, but when they all got together, it just wasnt right for him anymore.He didnt know exactly what was happening to him. He was never one to get nervous, never one to shy away from a good time or a challenge, but, since the battle of Enishi, since Kenshin and Kaoru had made their love public, and he had become all too aware of his own feelings.He knew she thought of him as a kid; a punk, a street rat who knew nothing but booze and gambling. But he also knew that he was so much more than that. The lady-doctor never saw that he had the heart of a warrior, or that he wa
My Year in Review--First LinesMy dreams
They died with you, you know.Few words were spoken
Just as Virgil lead Dante,Alone I walk nowBursting throughI wake up.Living in a land of broken dreams.My pen ceases its sorrowful silence.I need this.Turn me over,For once, this isnt about me
She will sit there silently,My mouth can no longer speak emotion.You told me onceThe first time you held me,This land used to be good farming land.Difficult. As always.There is a clock in my house.Dipped in celestial ink,Drowning,Defining the poet.Every time you show your face,I wretch.Oh, most odious of the freshmen.I picked myself up tonight.Sitting by a streamSpeaking to heaven every nightI love you so much it breaks me.From someone elses mind, I wanderThis garden is a sacred thing.What is better?The thunder sounds a warning,Take her,Total oppositesYou and she.The lamp and the mirrorWatched you do it, butAm I making up reasonsTo think that this wont work?The