Friend of a Friend.

I have this friend.

His name is Will.

That day we met,

I felt a chill.

Met at a track meet.

He could run miles.

My heart flutters,

everytime he smiles.

He was going to leave,

so I tried to stall.

The first thing noticed

was that he was tall.

We go to different schools

and chances are slim

that we'll ever meet again.

Just me and him.

My Friend.

Crying tears of joy,

tears of sadness.

Crying and knowing

that you called

because you knew,

because you are

my best friend.

You are important.

You're very existence

has changed the lives

of many.

This is to you.

A poem

with little

to no rhyme.

You deserve not a dime,

but all the money

in the entire world

could never be

equivalent

to how much you

or your friendship

is worth.

Thank you.

My friend.

Cheesy.

His arms wrapped around me,

his lips, his eyes, his hair...

Everything about him amazes me

and I cannot help but stare.

The way his heartbeats,

his words, his mind…

I think a guy like this

is certainly hard to find.

What does he see in me?

I know what I see in him.

With him I can laugh and smile.

He makes a bad day less grim.

I tend to not open up to many.

He is different from all the rest.

He is someone who I can talk to.

Not one word can describe him best.

I feel that this poem is cheesy,

but what can I do? I fell for him.

Cheesiness is just a side effect.

I'm done fighting. I'm giving in.

OLD - My Night Flight.

When I go to bed at night,

my imagination takes flight.

In my mind, I am soaring.

I see a sky that is worth adoring.

And when I hear you calling,

I start unwillingly falling...

Then when you catch me,

I know that I am safe.

And one day we will meet

all because of faith.

Stop Thinking.

I do not wish hearts broken...

Could this be what I think it is?

I have forgotten this feeling...

I need to stop thinking like this.

Though I know I cannot;

I wish to see him everyday.

Even when know I should,

I cannot seem to stay away.

I am comfortable to speak

because I do not have to hide.

There is something about him

that makes me very happy inside.

Untitled.

Was today but a dream...

I don't know what it was,

but I don't want to wake up

or fall asleep...

My mind is fighting

the flow of this flooded stream

of mixed emotions.

Falling is scary because you never know

when or if you'll hit rock bottom.

But I know that when I'm with you

this happiness... this me, is true.

Love Motivation&Inspiration

Written Jan. 2nd, 2010. 9:40pm.
For those who inspire and motivate me through life...

it really is appreciated. (:

I used to think I was living in a world of hurt,
but I have learned that if there is any love
there is nothing in the world that has to hurt.
So to take away the pain love is my choice of drug.

There were days when I felt so blinded,
but the people I love believed in me.
Sometimes you just have to be reminded
to believe in yourself and be all that you can be.

I learned you don’t have to be so afraid
if you get lost or just can’t find your way.
You’ve friends and family to come to your aid
And they’re by your side, here to stay.

Then there are days I feel I don’t deserve them.
I wonder why they bother to stick by my side,
but they’re always there and that’s alright
because one day they’ll need me
and everything I will put aside.

My friends and family are the things I truly love
and love is the drug to take away my fears.
They inspire me to go above and beyond,
but they motivate me to live through the years.