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Name: Kimmi
Age: 16
School: Ohhhh! That's what it's called!
Birthday: February 24th, 1990
Status: No one's wife

-Maybe promises are better left unsaid-

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My Lovers


CC
Hunter
Kevin
*cymbal noise*
He's Very Pretty Too!
The Friend I Finally Met
El
Diana
Brian
Freddie
Behind the Camera

...Humming...

Once there was a way to get back homeward,
Once there was a way to get back home,
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullabye,
Golden slumbers fill your eyes,
Smiles awake you when you rise,
Sleep pretty darling do not cry,
And I will sing a lullabye,
Once there was a way to get back homeward,
Once there was a way to get back home,
Sleep pretty darling do not cry,
And I will sing a lullabye.

If you want me,
Tell me now,
If I could be of any help,
Tell me how,
Let me love you,
Like a friend,
Every little thing is gonna go right in the end.

Well I could hold you too tight,
I could never let you go,
But that wouldn't be right...

I can still recall our last summer,
I still see it all,
Walks along the sand,
Laughing in the rain,
Our last summer,
Memories that we made.

We took the chance, like we were dancing our last dance.

Living is easy with eyes closed,
Misunderstanding all you see.

You were all I never wanted anyhow,
...but I sure want you now...

You may say that I'm a dreamer,
But I'm not the only one.

You're asking me will my love grow,
I don't know, I don't know,
You stick around now it may show,
I don't know, I don't know.

I've seen that road before,
It always leads me here,
Leads me to your door.

When evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one there to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years,
To make you feel my love.

Bright are the stars that shine,
Dark is the sky,
I know this love of mine,
Will never die.

You looked my way and said,
"You frustrate me",
Like you're thinking of lines and times,
When you and I were you and me,
I took a chance out on the street,
And I missed my chance and chances are you won't be coming back to me.

There were bells on a hill,
But I never heard them ringing,
No I never heard them at all,
Til there was you,
There were birds in the sky,
But I never saw them winging,
No I never saw them at all,
Til there was you,
And there was music,
And wonderful roses,
They had sent for me,
In sweet fragrent meddows of dawn and dew,
There was love all around,
But I never heard it singing,
No I never heard it all,
Til there was you.

The sun is up,
The sky is blue,
It's beautiful,
And so are you.
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Friday, April 22, 2005

Global Studies was basically a discussion on why/why not Columbus should be honored with a national holiday. Of course the thought was brought up that schools teach little 1st and 2nd graders that Columbus discovered America and is a hero to the people that live here. What they forgot to mention was the fact that he and his crew(s) landed in Hispanola and raped, beat, and killed a bunch of natives. Not to mention the fact that he didn't know he landed in the western hemisphere, he thought he was in Asia. So why do we have this holiday? For me it's not so much of the holiday part...it's not like I go around reading his logs of journeys and chant secret praises to him and love him because he was a devout Catholic. *Laughs at Catholic comment* It pissed me off more that myself, and other children, basically got lied to/had the truth kept from us at a young age. That is my absolute biggest pet peeve. Tell me exactly what you need to say and the whole truth, because if you don't I lose all respect for you.
*I'm done ranting*
There are times when I think of you, and I wonder if you're still thinking about me. Wandering down crowded hallways alone isn't fun anymore, and as I hustle and bustle through the waves of happy highschool students, I can't help but feel a little pain or hurt at places we stood or talked. I hate seeing you pass in the opposite direction and having to stare emotionlessly at a wall or floor so my eyes don't set upon you. I want to talk to you but there's nothing left to say; I want to laugh with you but there's nothing to be happy about. I pretend to smile and I pretend that everything's fine, but it's not and I hope you know me enough to know at least that, but I guess some things are better left unsaid.
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Thoughts? I'm thinking about making another short story...or just playing around with bits and pieces of things that are semi-emotional. When things pop up i n my life...I seem to have more creative splurges...maybe that's why I hate when my life gets too dull...

6:32 PM
Kimmi

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