Forever More, Forever More.

Forever more, forever more -- I'll watch you walk out that open door.
My hearts in pieces, my soul has gone. Detroyed, demolish -- beyond wrong.
To me, you're my everything, And now, I'm lost without you.
It's like you packed your stuff up, gone far. Honolulu?


December, it's coming. The month I dread to come. It's overwhelming. My mind is spinning -- roaring with complaints. Why does this month have so many memories - bad ones, good ones just too much. I can't stand it, can't stand him. One benefit of all of this, if memories like this make works of art -- write, write on.

I can sit here all day and look at the same blank screen. I have so much to write, but not one character is typed. It's as if, looking at the screen is like watching a movie. I can sit here and see everything happening. I can make a movie, it's like my own little studio. But yet, at the end there's still nothing written. And I know it's only fair for me to share with you my works of art. But for some reason right now, right here I keet picturing myself typing; typing for days. No one can stop me. Why? I have no idea, it's what I'm thinking.

Long, short, in dept or vague each memory tells its own story - of course.

I remember when I wrote this.

To you, yes you.
You know exactly who you are.
I'm never going to forget you.
I'll put you in the back of my mind -- i miss you.
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You told me you loved me.
You said it loud and you made it bold.
You promised forever.
Why does does this line seem so old.

You told me I was your everything.
I could only make you feel this one way.
You told me that you cared for me.
So why didn't you plan to stay.

After calls, i thought about what you said.
But Now i finally realized,
You were just messing with my head.

Love is a such a powerful word.
A word people often over use.
Sometimes they take it for granted.
Sometimes they say it to amuse.

My heart has crushed inside of me.
There's misery all over the place.
I think I've really learned this time.
I've moved on.
And I'm not afraid to show my face.

Recently.

For a while, I thought I was in the safe zone -- no problems, free of everything. I thought the drama and overrated talk of horrible things were done. But I guess not. All can say is, I'm not going to let it get to me. I'm keeping my head up. The end.

As for my love life and my heart's social life. I'm doing just fine. I'm not on cloud nine, but I can't say I'm down in the ruts. I'm alright. And to those who know me well, know obviously I'm better than I have been in the past. I done and over the old stuff. It's ancient now. As for that being age-old, doesn't mean my heart has opened up. It doesn't mean I found someone else. It just means I'm ready. But do I want to? Who knows, only I would. And do I? Iunno.

Needless to say, I had to.

So, to some up the fall season. Our football team went 8-2. We had one of the best seasons a 0-10 team could ask for. But we came up short, so we didn't make it to playoffs. What was so disappointing was that a team who had lost four games made it in. None of this makes sense to me, and I doubt I'd make sense of it in the future. So I'm going to end it as is. I love the season. I love cheering at the games, watching each play and being mesmerized by everything going on. I'm going to miss the Seniors '11, they made the season. It's been great.

On the other hand, basketball season is starting and I'm truly excited. I have always had a love for the season ever since I cheered for it in the 7th grade. It's just way easier to comprehend and we're so much closer to the game. I'm hoping hoping that our school spirit is similar to what it was during football. And I'm pretty sure, that our team is going to be good. And now that basketball is starting, that means winter is around the corner as well. And you know what that means?! Indoor track (: I am beyond enthused about this. Last year was my first year and I came to find out that I was missing out all freshmen year. I cannot wait!