There she is,
Away, Away.
I can't do much about that, though.
But I'm not stopping me.
I need to be with her, because she completes me.
But She is not stopping me.
I need to be free from this place, or it will be my grave.
But this location is not holding me.
I need to rest these weary eyes, for university calls in the morning.
Yet I am drawn to write for the readers,
Speak to the listeners,
Listen to the speakers,
and willingly put out of their misery, anyone who wishes to keep me from seeing the one person that means everything to me.
I love you.
Even though you might never read this.
I love you none the less.




Don't know if you remember me or not, but i'm Samantha-Ashlee. I used to live in Tumut, New South Wales...? Just thought i'd say hello and find out how you're going.
x.
Samii.
--
In her smile & in her soul & the way she makes every rotten little thing about life seem like its gonna be ok...Great Romances Of The 20th Century
I'll be sure to make the most of my time here.
--
My knee is still shaking, like I was twelve,
Sneaking out of the classroom, by the back door.
A man railed at me twice though, but I didn't care.
Waiting is wasting for people like me.
Previous PageNext Page