"How do you feel about cinnamon?"

Once again, I try. I really am a good liar thtough. I promise.

I'll run

I try. At least.

"uhh, are you psychic?"

I just let go. Of myself. And. Clung to you.

Nervous

Forward ever, backward never.

"It's true that I'm a silver shadow and you are always on my mind."

Please, you are my secret.

"Why are you waiting on her?"

I still get jealous. When I saw you today, I almost smiled from the way you looked at me.

"You in love with him?" . . . "Yes."

Keep. That. Piece. Safe. Don't let anyone hurt it but you.

"Ever feel infinite? ... yeah"

"I can't imagine what it must feel like, to have something so close, that it might as well be a million miles away."

I look at you, but can I see you?
You look past me, but you see my soul.

"i didn't mean to make you jealous. i was just sayin'."

you know how people are always saying how someone is different around them? "oh man! i wish that ______ was the same around me as she is around you? why can't she share that side with me?" etc. but i realize that we, i act different around some people than i do with others. some secrets are more applicable to some person than another, and so that's who we tell. some people have a different facet of significance in our life. and it's obvious by the way we treat people. isn't it? i have to remember that when i'm hearing about how you cried on the phone to her, about how you seemed so strong, and remember that you loved me too. it was just different. it always will be. i love you as the person that you show to me; it's okay of you act different.

"you know, I used to think you hung the moon."

"I love you more than the stars...no sense"

I just realized that you care. In all of my moments of flashbacking, this has been the most helpful. Most of my analyzation makes me think more. But this, this puts me at ease, lifts my stress.

I realized that you do care. I spent almost two years analyzing what went wrong, what I could do, what I can do, why it happened, what I should've done, how it should have happened, how far. I analyzed it all. And nothing led me here. Everything led me to believe that you didn't love me, just wanted a one night stand. And that may be true. However, you still care, regardless of everything I did. You've given me so many chances; it's amazing. And it all means you have to care because if you didn't you wouldn't even be my friend at all. The odd thing is, what led me to this mind-blowing epiphany was just something little.

I was looking at my CDs, thinking about how I'm missing so many. And I looked at my window because that is where I write what things I'm missing or what's being borrowed. My chair blocks the view of my window, and I was thinking about when I was lying in it. And you looked at me, and I had my huge headphones on, and you said "look at you. Being antisocial with your headphones." and through that sarcasm, I realized you care. I'd just been so lost and busy pining after when you cared for me like a lover that I didn't notice you caring as a friend, even if not a close one.

Thank you,
ellums

sunshine

I feel like there are so many moments I miss now because I'm too busy pining after the moments I had with you.