Thursday, July 27, 2006

The End of the Summer

I try not to smile for too long. I try not to stare. I try not to fantasize.

I try not to be affected.

Maybe I'll be able to forget this foolish feeling when you go away. If you go away. I guess that's the only good thing about the end of the Summer.

It's not love. It can't be love. I wouldn't know how to handle it.

*Iz

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Without You

You are my skin. You are my soul.

I have learned to live with you, to depend on you. I'm not sure I can deal with the loss. In fact, I'm sure I can't.

Loneliness peels my skin and pierces my soul. It hurts; make it stop.

Without you, I'm... dying?

*Iz

Birthday Happiness

I'd pay any price just to see you as happy as you were last night. Dancing like there was no tomorrow.

Happy birthday, Mum.

*Iz