The List

Sometimes at night, when I look to the sky,
I start thinking of you and then ask myself, why?
Why do I LOVE you? I think and smile,
because I know the list could run for miles.
The sound of you're voice, the sparkle in you're eyes.
So many little thinks that make my LOVE you so much.
The way that you support me, and help with my emotions.
The way you care and show such devotion.
Lost with you forever is where I want to be.
The dreams that I dream, that all involve you,
I know they never come true.
How you finish the puzzle that lies inside my heart.
How that deep in my soul, you are the most inportant part.
I could go on for days, telling of what I feel,
But all you really must know is my LOVE for you is real.

I don’t love you….
But I want to be with you…
I admire you..
I don’t love you..
I only want to stay with you…
I want to follow you..
To hell ……to heaven ….as long as I am with you..
About the whole world I don’t care…
As long as I am with you..
I don’t love you..
But I am always thinking of you..
I am not worried about you..
I am worried about my future ….about my life..about my whole world…without you………
I don’t love you..
But I loved dreaming with you…
I don’t love you..
but I am safe with you …
And I want to hold you
I don’t love you…
So…..do you love me?
I don’t hate you …
But please tell me..
Who am I?
And who are you???

apesofwrath said:
Its a funny story. I would have laughed if you had told me this story six months ago. So hard. If you would have told me I would start feeling sorry for that immature looking boy. If you would have told me I would start sitting with him at lunch. That I would start talking to him. If you would have told me I would actually enjoy talking to him. If you would have told me he was a loving dad. If you told me we would become friends and that I would come to think of him as a brother. I would have laughed hard. But I would have laughed even harder if you told me I would start getting pangs of jealousy at the mention of his girlfriend. That those pangs happened more frequently. That I would smile whenever I saw him and got those colorful little things with wings when I thought of him (yes I would have giggled when you told me butterflies fluttering in stomach is an actual condition). I would have doubled over if you told me I had caught that four letter dreadful disease. That I fell into that gravely concrete bottom pit called love. I would have been rolling on the floor if you told me it would hurt so bad to see our friendship end. To miss him so much,...