start-led

I need someone to talk to,

For the first time in a long time,

I've always been a lucky person because i've had people
to listen to me but now they're gone

No one's listening on the other end of the phone,
no one is sitting across from me,

Dear wishing wings,
Seeing your face today brought all the memories back to me, flooding me with emotion, drowning me in sorrow. I wanted to pretend that it didn't phase me, seeing you there in that elevator. I wanted my friend to keep talking so that I would look busy infront of you. But you could see that I was nervous, you could see my mind racing. I wanted you to look at me, to say I forgive you, to say how are you. I wanted you to look at me with those soft eyes and tell me that we could be friends again. People always say that things should be let go of, people need to move on. There are so many people out there and yet you from three years ago can stop my heart on a dime. I have all the letters you wrote me, all the pictures you gave me, I can recall all the things we did, all that we shared, but at the end of the day, i can't call you and say hello. It was good to see you today, you looked as beautiful as the first day i saw you. I wish you the best of luck on the test and hope that your dreams come true. I wish i could say these things to you in person, but i know thats not what you want.

On the back of one of the pictures you gave me, you wrote that "because I know your out there changes the world for me" and I hope you don't mind if I use it. To your happiness.

-Sam

This startled me. A lot. One of my friends had something on her profile (see poetry...) and I thought it was a song and I wanted to know the lyrics so I copy/pasted onto Jeeves and whatnot, and that above thing came up. And I know it wasn't MY Sam that wrote it, but I really thought it was. And it startled me. I've read that over several times. Over and over because it sounded so much like him. Wishing wings: We all know my tendancy to make tons of wishes, and he made me wings. He's always been the "cooler" one, but sometimes confided in me that intimidated him. I don't know if that's still true, but whatever. He loved my "soft brown eyes." I was beautiful to him.

Anyway, I'm not gonna go get melancholy over him, but still. Startled me, made me stop. Made me read and re-read.