Post by breanne marie harris on Feb 4, 2009 22:50:24 GMT -5
breanne marie harris
friends ;; i’ll mail a postcard sending greetings from the eastern block
close friends ;; when we laugh indoors the blissful tones bounce off the walls
best friends ;; constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman
friends forever ;; i'll take the best of your bad moods and dress them up to make a better you
inseparable ;; quilted in our hands, and keeping you tucked in too deep
acquaintances ;; i don't mind the weather, I've got scarves and caps and sweaters
name basis ;; casual friends kept notes in their pockets to remember your name
secret friends ;; it's like a book elegantly bound, but in a language that you can't read just yet
childhood friends ;; i can hear the atlantic echo back roller coaster screams from summers past.
crush on --- ;; and I'll sit and wonder of every love that could have been
crush on breanne ;; as the girls with the pigtails were running from little boys wearing bow ties
in love ;; and I tried to choke my stare at the perfection that others would kill for
current ;; i'd squeeze a heart through my fingertip but I type too slow to make expressions stick
future ;; sing this when alone and it will feel like home no matter how far you'll be
final ;; no blinding light or tunnels to gates of white; Just our hands clasped so tight
flirting ;; anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photo booth
one night stand ;; leave our sins within the carpet twine, our bodies will dissolve the chemicals in due time
with benefits ;; and you'd skip your early classes and we'd learn how our bodies worked
lust/physical attraction ;; my lonely arms outstretched just beyond your reach
sexual tension ;; we slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
in denial ;; but I know it's too late, and I should have given you a reason to stay
secret ;; when I sang softly in your ear and tied these arms around you
past --good ;; the twists and turns of plot that turned us from lovers to friends
past --bad ;; the hearts on our sleeves as they drowned we could hear them screaming
wants --- back ;; and should it count against me, if I keep everything that you send me
hatred ;; but I'd rather lose your address and forget that we'd ever met
rivalry ;; i'd keep a distance 'cause the complications cloud it all
friendly rivalry ;; the differences pale when compared to the similarities they share
jealous of -- ;; i can't begin to compete with you and everyone knows I know you know it, too
tension ;; she holds a smile like someone would hold a crying child
by association ;; and every drop numbs the both of us, but I alone am staggering
dislike ;; let's cut our losses at both ends and aim your car away from all our friends
teasing ;; you never learned, the rules have changed since we were nine
back stabbed ;; all the make-up in the world couldn't hide the scars
protective over breanne ;; no longer easy on the eyes but these wrinkles masterfully disguise
protective over --- ;; and I try not to worry, but you've got me terrified
good influence on --- ;; in a suburban town with nothing to do, patiently waiting for something to happen
bad influence on --- ;; the back of the car felt more like a home than I would ever have thought
emotional support ;; who's tears didn’t care, they just hung in the air, and refused to fall
family ;; i'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings on your wedding date
room mates ;; you lift your head and brush your teeth and make your bed
class mates ;; i was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream
mixed feelings ;; the taste of blood, the mixed feelings claim of love: these two will here on cease
other ;; but my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you around
this plot is made by CARY of CAUTION 2.0
