In the end, I miss you too

I'm writing down the words as they slip off your tounge
You make me sick, your 'innocent' guy, with 'honest' eyes
I don't lay in bed at night longing for you, I don't long for you
When you left, I was over you, I didn't obsess
You sucked the life out of me, I was happy to be back
I didn't cry, I layed down easy to finally rest
I was there for you, through and through
You put my head in the clouds, my first high,
without a puff of smoke, you put me there, I could fly
It's a shame they say, such a sweet girl
She based her best years on a deadly lie
I don't think those years in any normal context,
could ever be labeled the best
The extreme end of false advertisment, seeps through those words,
as if they had a leaky pipe
It's only when I think way back, through your lie
When I take a breath and two steps back, and stare into the sky
It's then I realize, what I don't want to realize
It's only then I miss you, I wonder if you look at the same sky,
thinking the same thing, about your first babe, and your only girl
This is a crazy place, and it's a big world
I just hope you're out there somewhere, looking at the sky, just you
I hope you're out there missin me too

Hidden behind our teenage lives.

Your hands are shaking faster than your heart is racing. Your stomach is in your throat. You feel like someone has grabbed your heart and squeezed as hard as they possibly could. You're escaping the reality around you, think of a time when life was easy and you could breathe free. Your breathing speeds up, and your head is spinning. You feel as though your stomach just made a full force drop from your throat to your feet. You turn and run barefoot down the warm blacktop far into the pitch black night. You're running without thinking of the distance or the risk, you just run. You run straight into your house, up the stairs, down the hall, and into your room. Slow down take a deep breath. You change into more comfortable clothes, leap into bed and fall asleep as if nothing ever happened.

my creative side

is very minimal, I think the only creative thing I can do is write, if you even count me a a good creative writer, but on any account I want to embrace the little creativity I have.