Why Can't You See

Why can't you see He loves you?
You!
And augh!
Can't you see how much I love you?
Why can't you see
That I talk about Him
Because I don't want you to suffer!
I don't want you to be alone!
Take my hand,
Take His hand.
Love Him.
Then,
Only then,
Love me.

Because then You'd See the Tears

I want to say this to your face,
Not through simple words,
Words than can be twisted,
Changed,
Misunderstood.

I want to say this to your face,
And maybe by seeing mine
You'd understand,
You'd hear all the things my heart is screaming
But my head silences,
Because half of me knows what is right,
And half of me knows what would be wonderful.

I want to say this to your face,
Because maybe things wouldn't break,
Things could be the same.
I can't delete your words,
They came from you,
Thus I treasure them.

I want to say this to your face,
Because then you'd see the tears.

No.

Even though every heartbeat calls your name.
You are my dearest,
Dearest,
Friend.
And I want it to change.
But it can't.

No.

I want to say this to your face,
Because then you'd see the tears.

Hehe

I'm backstage.
At a rehearsal/performance.
I'm reading MLIA.
And writing poetry.
Waiting for my song.
Well,
I hear the one before it.
So.
Bye!

I Have Written Before

I have written before
About my tiredness.
But this poem
Is exhasted.
Six hours of sleep for
A fourteen hour day at school?
Not fun.
At least I napped.
At least I had a grand time.

I have written before
About happiness.
But this poem
Is overjoyed.
To be on stage!
To be in costume!
I'm in love.
But it will only last a week more.
Bit it will only stay in my memory.

It was 11:11 again

It was 11:11 again.
I prayed instead of wishing.
Again.
And for the same two friends.
One who is a fool with love
And another who rejects The Love.

Why is it I can open up to the internet,
To strangers,
But I can't say any of this aloud?

It was 11:11 again.
I prayed instead of wishing.
Again.

I Love You

We were e-mailing.
Best firends,
You know.
Practically chat.
See the thing is,
I love him.
Like a friend,
Like a brother,
Like someone I want to spend the rest
Of my life with.
But I won't tell him.
Because he rejects God.
And by rejecting God,
He rejects me.

Well,
We're talking when
Out of the blue I get:

I love you.

My heart stops for a moment.
My breath catches.
I can feel my once laughing face
Slipping into shock,
And sorrow.
I am about to cry.
So,
I bolster my courage
(after running through several different responses)
And shoot back:

I love you too.

And it turns out,
He was quoting a video,
And thank God what I wrote
Was the next line.
So,
I move on,
Brushing it off like nothing.

But really,
I wanted to kill him.
He gave me a heart attack,
Major emtional turmoil,
Over a quote!
You do not use quotes like that
Without first checking to see
If the person knows what you're referencing!

On the same night,
I confessed my heart,
Covered it up,
And then wanted to kill
The object of my affections.
Gotta love those hormones.

At 11:11 I Didn't Make a Wish

At 11:11 I didn't make a wish,
I said a prayer.
Because late at night,
I think.
And I thought of two of my dearest friends,
One who made a mistake Saturday,
And one who is conitinually making one.

I was snubbed,
For a guy,
By a girl who called me best friend.
"Sisters before a mister," hon.
And you can talk and talk,
And say "I didn't see you."
How do you miss your best friend
When you walk right by her
And a group of your other friends?

As for you,
Dear friend
And best friend,
How can you let God
And the greatest Love story ever told
Slip through your fingers?

At 11:11 pm last night,
I didn't make a wish.
I said a prayer.