I can't stand that guy. How does he get such a great girlfriend and not remain true even in thought. It's guys like him that give the rest of us a bad name. No wonder "nice guys finish last." Stupid guys. Stupid cliche. Girls ... Women .. Females (sorry) ... They should all be treated with the highest respect, yet they aren't. Because it's guys like that that screw it up for everyone else. Guys like that ... Guys like ... me. I can't stand me.

What does it take?

What does it take? What could possibly make a warrior lay down his sword? What could cause a wanderer to stop in his path? What could make these things happen? What would it take to give life to a dying heart? What is it that the butterflies pause in awe of? Could there be such a thing? What could ever cause a linguist to lose his speech? Is there anything that can melt a heart of stone? Is there? Absolutely. I've found it. It amazes me what you find when you aren't looking.

> Anything

More than anything, I wish I could just see you again. More than anything, I wish you were right here right now. But I know it wouldn't mean anything to you. One day you may find all these writings, and wonder who they are about. "Could it be me?" you may wonder. Though you'll pass the truth off in thought of someone else. If that makes you happy, then my longings are reached. You deserve more happiness than this world has to offer. I hope you find it one day. Yet if I can do anything to help you obtain that goal ... you know where I'll be ...

Unworthy...

Momentarily

I was graced momentarily by your beauty tonight. Curiosity then struck my mind. I wonder if you have any idea how amazing you are. This is the furthest thing from lip service, as I am speaking wholeheartedly. Why should I have to make up something to appease you if you'll never read this anyway? I also wonder how I could be so lucky as to be around you? Sometimes God sends us angels to cross our lives, and we pause from our lives to breathe such the peace. Peace truly flows when you're there. If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, then I have beheld perfection.

Knight

So many thoughts running through my mind's heart. There is so much emotion built from a hypothetical foundation. I have so much to tell you, and so much that I want to hear. I want to fall asleep at 10AM because we stayed up so late talking. We could trade stories about life. I could tell you about how I've ended up in the hospital, or how my 'life scars' still show as a reminder of turmoil. You could tell me about how you always wanted a knight in shining armor to sweep you off of your feet. Time wouldn't exist, nor would it cease. The next day would parallel not the previous, as I would slowly begin to understand. Maybe the costume shop would have a knight's armor there ... maybe ... but I'll never know. For every time I see you, my hands get sweaty and my pulse quickens. My mouth ceases to work as you walk by. I guess someone else can rent that costume. I wish I could just disappear.

Hidden in Your Mind

Do you mind if I hide in your mind for a while? Mine is a little confused right now. Peace would be wonderful, though I know I cannot see that anytime soon. There are so many things I don't understand. An array of emotion beating on my heart from every angle. Would betrayal arise? Will anyone know? If I scream loud enough in my mind, will anyone hear it? Please tell me. I just don't understand sometimes. I'm so helpless. Please allow me to live in your thoughts, in your mind. Maybe then I could learn all about you. So precious ... so far. Would you hold my hand as I sit here? Will you walk away as soon as you know that it's you I'm speaking of? "Everywhere" is making so much sense to me finally.