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    I just can't...

    Mood: Thinking...

    Posted on 2013-01-29 00:49:53

       Melody in the air. Strings upon my fingers. I can't seem to put your guitar down. Every note is a word I'll never be able to say. The song is every smile, every laugh... Every "hello" that graces my lips and the "goodbye" that I fear I'll never be able to speak.

    Life & Snow

    Mood: Thinking...

    Posted on 2008-12-22 09:18:45

       I was gazing out at the snow drifting down from the heavens and falling upon the already too high snowbanks, when you got stuck in my head.
    No, I'm not just thinking about you...I am dreaming about you, wondering about you, breathing you.

    I built that wall, I laid those metaphorical bricks... but, you came into my life and those walls are silently crumbling. Amazing that it takes you a couple days to do what people have tried to do my whole life. Two years it's been now and I finally understand how you can think that my imperfections are what make me perfect in your eyes.


    A letter to you

    Mood: Thinking...

    Posted on 2007-04-15 00:46:48

       Dear Nic,

    Happy Birthday, buddy. I wish that I could celebrate it with you. I wish I could be with you right now, hug you, smell you, actually see your face so that I could remember what you look like. I don't remember anything about you physically and that kiss me inside. But i do have other memories of you.

    Remember at camp when me and a group of girls pulled that prank on you and Timmy? Man, we got you sooo good. We wasted like 2 or 3 cans of shaving cream by writing on your guys' walls... oh, and all the glitter we put on your clothes. You guys said that you were going to get us back, and I was scared, honestly scared, about your revenge, but you never did get us back. Nic, I would do anything if you could come back and pull that one last prank, just so I had something to hold on to.

    You taught me so much. You told me once to stand up for what I believe in, that I could make a difference. you showed me what it was for someone to be a TRUE leader. I am so glad that I got to have you as a friend in my life, even if it WAS only for a short time.

    I still thinkn about you daily and pray that you are looking down on all of us.

    miss you dearly,


    You think?

    Mood: Thinking...

    Posted on 2005-11-21 20:57:30

       You think that it is okay to hurt me? You think that it is okay to just walk away and come back when you feel like it? Well, guess what my "friend", it is not. I am sick of being walked all over, I am sick of crying at night. Basically, I am sick of being your pawn. I no longer have the courage to write, for the fear of being laughed at. I no longer have the courage to speak, for the fear of not being taken seriously destroys my words and I no longer have the courage to stick around for fear of being trampled.

    what is this

    Mood: Sigh...

    Posted on 2005-08-12 00:03:05

       All I want to do is sit here and write.
    Write about all of the good times, the bad times, the happy times, the sad times.
    Of how he changed all of our lives...of how you couldnt sit in a room with him for 5 seconds and not want to know this kid. Of how he made you want to just jump for joy at the small things, cause that is what life is all about.
    Oh, how I want to write about his smile and how it would dry up the rain on a crappy day...how his simple words or just his shoulder being there could change your day from depressing to the most extatic kind of day there is out there.
    I long to write about him in a way that would glorify him in a way that he deserves it. But, there are no words...nothing to write. For once I cant seem to write...not even crap. I dont know what is happening. The one time that I really want to write and I cant.


    Here I am again

    Mood: Lonely

    Posted on 2005-06-05 22:17:22

    and going into the AirForce



    Mood: The Usual

    Posted on 2005-03-28 22:42:11

       It's amazing how God works in ones life. I love how you can just be moving along at your own pace and then all of a sudden God throws something in your path that you never would have expected. God has thrown two random things in my path..one isnt so good, my twin sister got in a car wreck. And the other object that God has thrown in my path on purpose is awesome. His name is Tony..aka nwproud...he is awesome. you should read his poetry, i think he is amazing. I wish that we could have met under different circumstances, but i know that we will be great friends if the Lords permitts.