THE NAMELESS MOONCHILD

    Looking back to my high school life there was once a time where I thought love was terribly and utterly overrated. I would roll my eyes in exasperation upon hearing the very word. I would even sigh at couples swinging their intertwined hands in public, shaking my head at their naive ingenuousness                                                     Love didn't need to be woven into the storyline of every movie, and it certainly didn't need to be the focus of seemingly every song on the radio. But maybe I couldn't fathom society's absurd emphasis on this strange emotion because I had never truly experienced it for myself. Until he came along. I couldn't remember when does it happen or how does it happen. You can't see it coming, but it does makes you unsteady, makes you question everything you believe, making you infuriatingly an inecxplicab...

9 Hey you, Remember when we used to have each other? The bads and goods we've been through together The laughter, crying and holding each other's hands The promises, gifts, and kisses that never ends Have you still thought of that? Hey you, Can I come around this evening? I may not know how to hold you close anymore But when you held out your arms and I was a cracked porcelain We look at each other as we stood at the precipice and I know once I fell, I'd never stop But we were always meant to say goodbye. Hey you, You know what's weird is you feel like both parties  and the person you want to talk is out of reach and you are mad at them for changing at all But somehow you want them close Even though you have to let go and I know I love you so, love you enough to let you  C.x