SwordSamurai

I'll give up my place in the sky to fall to the ground with you. I'm willing to stare at the place I left behind so long as I'm looking with you. I can't stand on my own, so it's all I can do to stand with you. I chose to walk instead of flying, so please make sure I'm walking with you. I drank the drink of the stars and the heroes but please let me drink with you. I'll prove to the world I'm innocent, so long as I'm allowed to be different with you. I can't promise you forever, but I promise that the days I spend will be with you.

Please don't pretend that saying "I'd die for you" didn't hurt. I'll give up my everything so you can have something to hold onto, But in the end I know you expected it all along. So. We can pretend that the words "I love you" actually meant something; Something bigger than the both of us, That we understood as more than just words to a song. My hands still shake, and I think back On the Things we Used To Know. Before the cold set in And before the door started shutting me out. We used to have long talks, and our hopes for the future could be summed up in four words. I think you know which ones I mean. But, don't pr

It's quiet. It's quiet, and I'm watching you. You don't see me, not yet. But you will. You glance up from what I know you're not really reading, and I try to catch your eye. Like every time before, you don't see me. You won't see me. It's not that you can't or that you simply don't. You refuse to. That hurts a lot more than anything else. So what was I to you, really? We didn't know eachother long--we still haven't--but what am I to you? Just your fallback friend? The one that was friendly to you when no one else would? Because you deserve it. You deserve it all. You deserve every single hug that I haven't given you and every

The North is where the sky touches the earth.    The wind moves in all directions, and it's cold and impossible to sleep, but you're still dreaming because the North is where dreams go when you have no more need for them. Because dreamers always wake at some point, and only the best see the North's Light.    There is snow and ice and it's refreshing and if you stay for more than a lifetime, you're chilled to the bone. But it's only in the cold that you can see the night sky properly, when you know you're so small, shivering in the freezing cold, but that even if you're as small as a single star in the night s

I didn't want to yell at you. And I didn't want to throw any of your words back at you, either. I don't want to be mad at you. I really don't. But how can I not be, when every other thing you say to me seems to be in an effort to reduce me to tears? (And I'm too proud, too arrogant to let myself cry, and I know that's the only reason why, but it's still my reason and I'm allowed to not cry if I so choose to, thanks.) How can I not be angry when you seem to want to make me upset? Everything you say to me recently has been... for lack of better words? Mean. And you're not a mean person. Sure, we've had our arguments before ("Homosexuali

This song wasn't meant to be the song I'd use to describe you. And I don't want to be unable to share it with anyone, because I need to keep it close to heart and close to mind and close to me whenever I want you there. But... It is. You're like my hope and future and you are incredible beyond everything I've ever known. And I doubt you'll ever know the hope you give me--even when I'm being pessimistic or feeling particularly horrible about everything I do. ... So this song is to you, But good luck finding out what it is.

UGH. IF THERE IS ONE THING I CAN'T STAND. IT IS THIS. So I finally come out and say it: "Hey, I'm asexual, btw." And what's the reply I get? "Lol, Mariah, I'm pretty sure you can't produce genetically identical spawn from your ankle, just sayin'." Proceed to informing them that, actually, Asexual means that you lack a sex drive and feel no lust for anyone of any gender; that I can love and be in love, but I can't lust or feel sexual attraction. And proceed to head-desking again when my brother still thinks that there's no such thing as asexual even when my mom and I looked it up and proved him wrong. When he finally accepted it, wh

If I die young... Don't cremate me. I'm afraid of burning. I don't want to be ash. Don't bury me, either: Wrap me up in warm clothes And let me sink into the sea. Don't give me flowers. Give me the words you couldn't say When I was still here. Don't let me be forgotten. Talk about me long after; The good and the bad and the ugly. Don't make me out to be perfect. I made mistakes, so just remember That all I wanted in life was to be loved. Don't let my death steal your happiness. I don't mind tears, But let them be with smiles. And don't let my love go to waste. There's a collection of letters To the one I love. To w

Does she know? I wonder as I watch from afar. Does she know what I am? She's on the phone and I hear the words '...and I don't know what to do do about the situation anymore, I was wondering if I should get a chaplain involved...' and I panic. I follow her up the stairs. After waiting for several minutes, I can finally make out a few words over the air conditioning and my own racing heart. 'Oh, yes, I heard something about that lovely lady taking a vacation with her husband... it's such a shame that she has to take leave from her work at the chapel! I'll probably have to take over for a bit. Should I ask a chaplain?' I back away from the do

Oh, forgive me for challenging your 'authority'. Forgive me, too, for acting 'out of line' when you never told me where, exactly, that line was. And pardon me for sticking up for myself when, obviously, that wasn't what you had in mind, now was it? So, apparently, I'm not allowed to end an argument with any sort of closing remark? My deepest condolences, I'm sure. And if I'm not, ahem, 'allowed' to say what I may, I beg pardon as well. You'll have picked up on the sarcasm by now, I'm sure. After all, it was an argument of intelligence, and I never once said you were dumb. I never once directly insulted you, and if you took it as a personal