This could be heaven right here, right now, and I have realized he is truly a substantial fidelity. I adore the fact that we contrast each other so evenly, but I cannot tell him this, not yet at least. With a faint smile or a cheering grin I hope he can see me as I see him. Twice a week missing he is, how sad, how sad, but luckily hope is revived on the third day.

As it seems, I think I am falling maybe not as quickly as I have on failed attempts before, but I can see I am falling quite slow. I am gliding through the clouds and taking my time on the way down. I refuse to be dismantled into a million pieces this time as I am destined to slam hard against the concrete, but I am persistent to being caught, much like a fish to a net or a bird to a nest. I will let silence speak for the both of us; even though many have approved already, I will let cupid fly back and forth between us both so we are both stabbed in our hearts with his arrows. To endure the pain of love and the turning of our stomachs or even the feeling of our throats having something in them, surely the feeling is like that of a square-- symmetrical all the way around. 

Let my feelings be heard even if you're not the only one who is listening! I'm one who could careless of what others think but at this rate I'm sure everyone can agree. Like a rose blooming from beyond a fence or a smile that is seen even in the dark, I'm sure he can see everything I am trying to say even if he too himself cannot say it.

If you're still awake, think of me, because even now as I sit alone, I can't get you off my mind and its... I really think its kind of killing me. And the best part is... You like me too, I'm so happy.

Cher amour, me rattraper alors que je suis tombe.

Raven~