| | Forgive me all my trespasses. Eponine is my hero. "To love another person is to see the face of God..."
Sometimes I get sick of listening to the soundtrack of Les Miserables, but as I sit here, I can't stop. I really can't enjoy sleeping anymore, so I stay up waiting for something to hit me, for the world to make sense. And I'll be waiting for quite a while. "Somewhere beyond the barricade is there a world you long to see?" Weeks and weeks after I'm holding on, waiting for the day when I can let go and see someone again. Waiting, forgiving, and asking for forgiveness. Silently, I sing, because I can never make my feelings sing out the way I want them to.
All the voices rise as one, and maybe it'll touch a soul.
Even if I do not know what love is, I know that what I feel for him, the friend who holds my hand too frequently, is not love. I cannot look at him and feel like I want him by me side for the rest of my life, the way that I feel towards the boy I barely know. Everytime, I wait for the stranger in my life to become a familiar friend. And once someone becomes a familiar friend, what happens? I wait for something more.
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| | Posted 5/9/2008 6:55 PM - 62 views - 1 comments
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