um, so this isn't just a crappy string of words this time
its still crappy, but this is written about someone close to me who died recently.
so tell me its rubbish all you want but dont say its a silly topic.
love life ;D

one second until the last time
i hold your hand
and we're like wires, joined
as if there's no tomorrow
and, oh my! is this love or
electricity slipping through our skin?
well, whatever. the sparks will burn
out soon enough.

I never forgot you i swear.
It was just a few brief
moments of not wanting to recognize you

to stop how much it hurts,
to prolong the sinking in
to pretend like nothing ever happened.

So tell me the end is just the beginning,
there's nothing to fear; it's all excitement from now.
An'd I'll tell you i miss you, and sometimes
I'll widh three more words could be whispered,
but it'll be ok, and if anything,
i'm jealous.
But it's all talk. I miss you.
I swear.

crit4crit please?
I know you think that I'm someone you can trust.
But I'm scared i'll get scared and i swear i'll try to nail you back up.

Female SouperHero
i like the topic. it's good that you can find something inportant like that to relay to and audience.