The Rain

She asked me why it rains.

I don’t know I answered.

But I’m glad ’cause the falling rain is linked to the pain.

She looked at me, smiled and said,

love reign in the rain and the pain is not but the alien joy that invades your atria and ventricles.

Behind every chill there’s warmth.

So smile!

For one day the sun will illuminate our way back to one another.

Aren’t I glad I had on my shades for my eyes began to glaze.

I could not let her read my face for pride would not let me show my state.

We grew from a trickle to a stream to a mighty river in little time.

But even the greatest of river must split, part ways only 2 fall to the same lake.

U must see my face in the rain.

Sunshine will break this blanket of grey one day and paint your visage with its lovely grace.

On that day tears of joy will drown that pain.

 

She asked me why it rains.

I don’t know, though perhaps the sad sky weeps on our behalf.

Ain’t that a lovely thing, she said, though I would beg it not so.

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I See You

Your smile. White, full, bright. Hypnotising. One place I dare not look. I know the sparks that come from it and that drugging sound of ignorance.

Your eyes. Sweet and seductive. They burn with a fire unmatched even by a thousand white hot suns, shrouded all over the naivete of inexperience.

Your face. Soft, glowing, flowing black hair. Enticing, just the right amount of imperfection masterfully skilled in. So innocent , happy and trusting.

I find it kinda sad. You know and learn so much, but none of those you need right now, right?.. Because knowledge is to wisdom as divinity is to religion.

Yet still! You are bound still by this bubble stained with betrayal and turned it your fort, believing that it would be your best evasive tactic. You’ve grown comfortable in it.

Something makes me want to rip that shroud and fuel your wisdom and pierce your bubble. Then you will know that the way to defeat your enemy is to become your enemy. You already know it, you do not except it.
I know this, I’ve seen this, there are many others like that, like you. On steady diets of your own poison and taught to photo-synthesize it yourselves for each other.

Something else, something I learned to look for, tells me not to do it. I know the flickers if your lamp. I’m much too familiar with them. One in particular irks at mine.
You are not one to old labor to things and systems!!!
You are one to find your own!!! I did not expect this. I mean, that’s not the bad thing. At all. Its quite disappointing actually.

The wiring is not supposed to be like this. I know this technique, and its maker. He’s more of a tinkerer than a designer and there’s not a configuration like this on any blueprint. I’ve reversed engineered enough to know. That he has added his own alterations? I was expecting it. That it works? I’m happy it is, though it seems to not yet be much efficient. What’s disappointing? That I see what he did and what he seems to be doing.

Bet you never thought I’d considered you this closely…

I’m high

Me and girls…

Coming straight out of high school I knew that I knew very little when it came to girls, I mean I had a lot of knowledge of thing but without any practical background.

In the past 20 or so months though I have learnt a few things about me, and girls, in relationships. And its not really about what I did with them, its about now what I didn’t do, or for.

I know there’s still a whole lot for me to find out though, but I think I’m satisfied with the progress at the moment. It might not be that much, nut I think its a good start.

Its been three years since I left high school and I still have a few more years to fuck out. And I want to get it all. But I also need to remind myself to try not prioritise this over school. [Insert sarcastic face: awesome] 3-|