JaymeLorayne

I'm miss your smile, your laugh, the way you talk with your hands. Your day to day rants...your eyes. Jealousy hits when I see that the world moves on with you gone. Doesn't anyone notice the huge hole that you've left? Right in between the rain and the sky, that small space that hope occupies, is it empty or am I blind? I beg and weep and pull at the leaves, but fall has come and gone...

Little triumph, little gain, hardly enough to make a name. You'll use me up, I'll love in vain. It wouldn't be the first time... The chilling sound of empty rain, I'm insatiable, too much to tame. I fake a smile, to hide my shame, knowing I'm too much to fight for... I wish I wans't made this way, the product of a world's decay, growing hungrier by the day, another hollow, little, trainwreck...

I believe in the sun even when it's late in rising. I believe in love though it's sometimes absent. I believe in God even though I can't touch him. I believe in truth, though we all tell lies. I believe in good though there is always evil. I believe in giving even though I've been used. I believe there is beauty-beyong the ugly I believe there is peace-beyond the war I believe there is a spirit-in all living things. Someone once said, seeing is believeing, but respectfully, I disagree. I cannot see the wind on my face, but still it blows. I cannot see the love in my heart, but still it aches. I cannot see the warmth of his

Empty hopes. I call your name. Still wishing life could be the same. The Earth has gone from warm to cold. In an instand your fate is sold. The clock why does it mock me so? Change will come and time will go. It's hands won't cease, no, not at all. The clock it likes to watch us fall. Because there are no secrets in this game....

How long has it been Since I picked up a pen? It's great to see you again my dear, old friend. Welcome to the new me, the me you've yet to see, the me who no longer needs an outlet to be pronounced free. Yet, nostalgia overwhelms; life and love in realms. Just between you and I? The real world is a lie! For you, my dear, beloved friend are the only one who knows the end. Reality a fantasy? Oh, where have you been? My life is reinvented, when I pick up my pen.

Love is Driving to nowhere for apple pie; Making funny faces in the car; Pretending to be rockstars. Love is Making out in the blacklight; Losing all inhibitions; Highlighter. Love is Frozen yogurt and gummy bears; Freezing on a cold park bench and asking to stay out longer; Sharing a spoon. Love is Donuts and 7-11 coffee; Walking around barefoot all day; Watching, yet another, chick flick. Love is Looking lost in the tampon isle; Burnt dinners; Having cornflakes instead. Love is Wasting gas to look at houses for sale; Knowing you can't afford them; But acting like you could anyway. Love is Fights; Footrubs

The sky is bleeding rain that sings a song of endless pain The drops they echo through my soul of all the things I can't let go The quiet causes calm remorse to know and choose a different course And now it's glaring back at me the truth I've longed so hard not to see that beyond the blame it stays the same... the person I've been running from is me