lost

where've you been?

places...

no really...you need me. without me, you're nothing.

i can survive without you just fine thanks.

no you can't...see you have too many problems and you need me to express them.

i don't know what your talking about.

sure you do...you know exactly what i'm talking about.

you think i need you to help me get over my problems...

well you never talk about them, i'm your only way out.

you know what, no. i don't believe that. you're insane.

i'm insane...you're the one talking to a blog post.

signed, sealed, delivered

Swigging back the last couple drops of your subtle sarcasms, i smile. You were always one of those people who i could relate to but lately some thing's changed.
A letter, a glare and an uncomfortable silence are the only hints i need to pick up on, to know that we are not what we use to be.
Your over sprayed scent still fresh on my jacket sleeve, and your over used words still fresh on my mind i walk past you in the hallway.

Am I..
Are we...
Are you...
will we....
is this...
can we...

Questions fill my head as i catch your eye. Pushing back tears with dizzying thoughts, i glance away momentarily so you don't catch me staring. "You're so important to me" i whisper as i look back at your beautiful brown unsuspecting eyes. Getting lost in what I'll never see again, i begin to replay the scene over and over again in my mind.

Slowly a smile spreads across my face as i reminisce about our late night conversations and epic adventures. Confused at my uncalled for display of emotion you look at me. You begin walking over slowly, still confused yet intrigued. Every step you take sounds like the beat that I'm not hearing from my heart. Held in suspense as you get pulled over by the odd acquaintance, i stand there trying to re start the one thing i need to survive. Finally you pull out of the pointless conversations and begin to head towards me again.

Handing me a letter, a glare, and an uncomfortable silence you pause. Then in one swift gesture you managed to confuse me and delight me with the touch of your overly moisturized lips.

"Thanks", i state as i walk away.

Bucket List

Walking out of the hospital, she hangs her head.
"Only an hour to live...", She thinks to herself.
Slowly she pulls out a crumpled paper from her old unwashed jeans. Glancing through the points, she stops and smiles. "Ah yes." She says out loud. "It's perfect.'
After reaching the sidewalk, she hails a private hire.
"Bodleian Library please."
Upon arriving she walks through the big doors, and walks towards the lift.
"1,2,3...ah 3...a nice number i say." she mumbles happily to herself.
As she walks out of the lift she begins to look around for a fit bloke. Well any bloke really, it wasn't like she was looking for one to shag.
Eventually she comes across one who looks suitable.
"Hey, how are you?" She asks in a polite tone.
"Hiya." he replied.
"You know if there's a bobby near?"
"I can't imagine there is, why?"
She smiled, as her plan began to fall into place. Her idea was truly brilliant. Well, it was better then sniffing charlie, and smoking ciggies. She was determined to cop it, and nothing would get in her way.
"No reason" She said, gaining his trust.
"You OK? You look like you're Dicky?" the boy asked, worried.
"Yeah well, I'm not faced, or barmy, but you might think so in a few minutes."
"Why?"
"Well..." standing up, she knocked the boy off his chair, and apparently his rocker too.
"What was that for?" he asked, frustrated and in a small amount of pain.
"Aren't you gonna hit back?" she asked, as if to wind him up.
Soon, the poor bloke was lying done over on the floor. She had just started a ruck in the library, and she wasn't even ramped, just dying.
Soon a bobby arrived to see the poor boy lying on the floor. She was going to have to duck and dive, there was no way on her last day living she'd get arrested. Quickly, she ran up to the bobby, snogged him, and ran off while he stood there confused, and slightly delighted.

Looking to her list, she smiled and pulled out a pen.

"Start a brawl in the library... CHECK!" She said, with a giant grin on her face as she left the premises.

Good Samaritan

Walking into the room i notice you sitting there. You look lonely and sad, and i wish there was something i could do. I could buy you a treat, but i don't know what you like. I could take you for walk, but i don't know if you would do it. I'd walk up and just say hi, but i don't know how you would respond. Are you sick, or maybe you just lost something, or were lost. Are you even worth all of this thought. I mean I'll probably never see you again. I wish i could help you, i wish i could bring you places and help you enjoy your life. If it helps, I'll probably end up thinking about you all night. Oh, here comes someone who could help.

"Hey mom, come here for a second."
"Look over there, look at how helpless he looks. Can we bring him with us... PLEASE!!!"
"Yes, thank you so much mum, I'll feed him, and take him on walks...my very own dog, wow!"

note to self

Angry? ANGRY!!! At me? who are you? you have no reason to be like that. What did I ever do to you. I've helped you in everyway possible, and all you can do is get angry At me because I spent my night talking to someone who wasn't you. How does that make sense? I'm Sony if you've jealous that I talk to other people, but I'm not all yours. You're like an overprotective boyfriend, I'm not your china doll, and I'm not your pet. A little freedom might be nice. After all we're just friends... right?


Ughhh.. Why is that so hard to Say to his face? Why is it so hard to speak my mind to my best friend?

whatever, if he really cared, he'd talk to me about it, he'd try to make things better. It's not worth my time if it's not worth his... but then why do I still feel like I Should talk to him?

Dear Angel on my shoulder, Please shut up, I'd really rather not have a conscience at the moment

Sincerely, yours truly.

Lets play a love game...

"Nate"
"Andrew"

Brushing shoulders in the hallway was how the day started. Awkwardly , Sarah walked past them into class, knowing that she was the reason this kinky-best Friend-bromance had come to an abrupt stop.
"Sarah, Nate, and Andrew...would you stay after class for a minute please.", Mr.Carpenter announced after dismissing the room of half whit adolescents.

"Great" Sarah mumbled under her breath.

"hey, you're the one who started this," Nate yelled.
"Whoa...leave her out of this, it's between you and me!" Andrew said, in an accusatory tone.
"You...it's about you! You slept with my girlfriend." Nate answered angrily.
"WHAT no! I believe it was my recently ex-girlfriend that you slept with!! And besides...you slept with my best friend."
"I'm your best friend??" Sarah budded in.
"Oh, lets get all cute and cuddly...it was a one time thing." Nate continued.
"So..I'm not good enough for you...."
"No...he's not good enough for you Sarah."
"Shut up Andrew!!"
"No Nate, you can shut up for once!!"
"Why are you pretending you didn't do anything?"
"I didn't." Andrew said, confused.
"YOU LIED TO ME!" Nate replied, relieving Andrews confusion.
"You stabbed me in my heart while my back was turned!!"
"oh...first you're a knight in shinning armour for Sarah, and now you're a master of words, common Andrew!"
"Don't bring Sarah into this."
" Sarah is the reason for this!!" Nate screamed as he grabbed her arm.
"Don't do this again Nate, get your hands off of her!"
"No, Andrew, it's fine. I started this and i should have never told you what happened between Nate and I. I'll go with Nate, but only as long as you two patch this up."
"Sarah, you don't have to."
"yes, she does" Nate responded for Sarah as he forcefully walked Sarah to his car.
"I just have one request," Sarah whispered as she got into Nate's car.
"Please can you make this easy for me, I've already apologized."
"You don't get it Sarah, do you?"
"what is there to get Nate?"
"I've already forgiven you, this is just for fun!"

Chemistry mind Control

Slowly but surely i begin to move towards the wall. I Love the walls...they're fun.
"fun?..." you may ask.

"yes...fun, they're fun because when you reach one, you get to bounce off of it."

"doesn't it hurt??" others may question.

"nope..." it doesn't hurt, well...so long as I'm moving at a reasonable speed.

You see i... Oh....WHOA.....

OK ...speeding up! Oh boy, here comes the sun

*breaks out into song*

here comes the sun, here comes the sun, and i say it's alright.

little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
little darling, it seems like years since it's been hear
here comes the sun, here comes the sun and i say it's alright.

See, as long as I'm cold everything is good. I just mozy on over to the wall...and bump and bounce. But once i start to eat up, that's when my bouncing blast turns into a blasting bounce. Whoever said "no pain, no gain" was an idiot. i gain quite a bit by not being launched at super speeds against a wall.

Here it comes.....brace yourselves boys.
See that's the other thing, being a molecule you have no hands. And with no hands comes...ding ding ding...no protection!

"Owwwwwww...." OK, note to self, we're moving faster. Man, life's only great when I'm really hot, or really cold!! :(

An atom i liked, (yes i liked her, i mean sure she was a wee big compared to me, but i like my ladies with a little padding!...anyway back to the story...)... once told me to evaporate...but i told her that that was impossible at the moment due to the fact that i am only 80 degrees Celsius ,....so she'd have to wait a whole 20 degrees for her wish to come true.

See, it's never a dull moment in my life.

My life...is soooo fun, that people sometimes think about what it would be like if they were a molecule. I bet you are too right now!!! :)