It's like wiping tears off of someone's face. Or watching yourself in the mirrors at Bluenotes. It's knowing something that no one else knows, but wishing they did. Wishing they understood, or maybe that they didn’t. It's like running your tongue over your teeth. Or looking at your reflection in a cup. Twirling your hair and twirling on wood floors. Dream. Live. It's what people see when they compliment you. Wondering if they know you. Wondering if you even know. It's like hot summer days. Strawberry ice cream. It's like reading a good book or listening to a good song. Crying when it's over, because it's just that good. It's like being deep. Too deep to understand really. Just to be. And say. And listen. It's like lying on your stomach and leaning on your cheek. Seeing everything upside down. Sideways. It's like trying on pretty things and feeling pretty. Feeling right. Feeling power and being okay. Maybe not great. But good. Very good. It's like explaining yourself. Telling what you think and what they think and what makes you smile. What makes you flutter. Breathe. Makes your heart beat. Eyes go dry. It's like coming home. Thinking. Wishing. Watching stars. Absorbing pain. Just taking it. Feeling it. Living it. It's like a good joke. Waiting for that moment to say it. Watch people laugh. It's like flowing. Letting it come and go. Giving up. Quitting. Hearing crap about how to live. And what to believe. New gossip. New style. It's like wishing you could say hi to someone new. It's like them knowing how you feel. All the time. And caring. Letting you know that they're there. And you're here. It's having your own place. You're own beach. You're own area to lie in and dig your toes in the sand. Feel the water on your skin. Soaking everything in..... and knowing that tomorrow will be even better..........
all life is doomed to fade
by MultidimentionalTeen
