Between the jet streams.

August 14, 2008

We promised each other we’d always be close, but the circumstances broke us apart. Even though we had planned our futures, we had only planned for what we wanted, instead of what we should’ve expected.

It isn’t surprising to me that we only communicate in pixels on a computer screen.

Some stars never get the chance to shine. Some dreams never get the chance to come true.

Someone do something.

August 3, 2008

I began listing the reasons why I was falling in love with you. “Caring, honest, adorable,” I counted on my fingers. I would’ve counted more but you put your hand in mine instead.

You whispered a small “you too” into my ear and kissed me politely. Such a gentleman. I replied with a kiss as well. It was then that my mind woke me up.

I dream about you all the time, so why don’t I know your name?