Colorless Green Ideas

Put Pen to Paper and Don't Stop Until Your Brain Falls Out ( Or at Least Until You Reach a Satisfactory Conclusion )

There's this girl I dream about. Once upon a time she was tall and intimidating, but she soon fell in love, and for that I am eternally grateful. She perservered, despite the overwhelming pressure on her to abandon what she felt was right. They all tried to pick my brain, incessantly asking me "why," and "why not," but there are some things you cannot convey with words, and some things you simply choose not to. Words have the cruel potential to hurt more than they help, and I had a talent for making them do just that. I never meant any harm. I was just a boy who was in too deep and too scared of finding happiness. They've all made the observation at one time or another that I am "too young," but what do they know? According to them, love is a product on a shelf to be bought and sold and used up and carelessly disposed of. I know for an absolute fact that this is not the case, because I am certain that I will never feel as whole as I do when I stare into her captivatingly bright eyes. They're dark and muddy brown but they shine like the sun, a subtle hint at the brilliance that lies behind them. I'm so glad that I lost myself there. Now that I think back on it, I realize that it would have been impossible not to. Things of such unadulterated beauty rarely go unnoticed for very long, even by the most ignorant and foolish of observers. Again, she perservered. I have never been entirely sure why. She's just stronger than most, myself included. Still they shouted their cliches; "nothing is ever certain, nobody is ever perfect." But there are exceptions to every rule, and I've found them all in the same place. Now I go through all the motions and I put on my best game face but anyone with half a mind can see right through me. I'm as transparent as a ghost and just as hollow. And it's all for one reason - the girl that I dream about.

posted by Sylpheed @ 3:24 PM