Rewriting The Stars

As pointless as it is, I still look for you in the crowds at school - hoping to miraculously see you again. I feel like an idiot every time I do, but I can't help it. I need the hope I feel when I look. But the disappointment I feel when you're nowhere to be seen, I could do without.

He kissed my nose and told me loved me and this time he actually meant it. Smiles and pure love and happiness filled the air. Then I woke up... to you not talking to me. And the sky began to cry because everyone thought we would last, even me.

Out of the corner of my eye, a guy appears wearing a plaid shirt and ear buds stuck in his ears, oblivious to the world. My heart skips a beat as I quickly turn, thinking it's my love. Disappointedly, my heart sinks once again as I realize sadly, no, it was only someone who looks vaguely similar to him. Now back to scanning the crowds for him, as if the brief bit of false hope didn't cut me deep. I must really miss him to see him in random people.

I hate having a pen at 4 am when I should be asleep. because all I'm going to do is write about you.

Do you remember that day the sun didn't shine, the birds didn't sing, And poison rained  from the sky? That was the day  you wouldn't talk to me. 

Please, don't let me go to sleep crying tonight. Not again.

They say not to make homes out of people. And how pathetic am I, who made a mansion with your soul. I guess I can understand now why they say that, because I can't see you and I'm left feeling homeless. I thought I was going to live there forever, I guess forever is shorter than I realized.

I would love to dress to impress. *Cue all the hardcore feminist's gasps of disbelief. I love to hear him tell me I look adorable today and see hims smile as he looks at how cute I look in this outfit. I know you may call that shallow or tell me that it makes me a lousy feminist. But now it doesn't matter now, does it? I don't have anyone to dress up for or look good for at all. He can't see me and I can't see him except through a computer screen occasionally. He's too far away to see me in my heels and new dress.