ok this has no
title.
this is about one event that has changed my life in more ways than one, and this
is about the girl i was talking about, the one who hates me now, but now she doesnt hate me,
well thats what SHE says...but anyways this is why she despised me.
The fall has
the color of your hair.
Red, yellow, green, all mixing into your sea of beauty.
The
moon matches the silver sparkle in your eyes in many forms.
Cresent for anger, half for
laughter, and a full moon when we look inot each others eyes.
The sun has the predictable
personallity.
Rising to bring light into everyones day, and setting when you are mad at
them, banishing them to the dark depths of your heart.
Our love is like the fall, a
mix of emotions.
The fall brings all of your love in a flurry of leaves.
But that
might change soon.
Bitter winds come like harsh words, turning the land into a barren
winter.
Your thoughts come at me like sharpened knives, threatening to slice my world in
two.
Ever since that Summer night when we almost shared that passonate kiss i ever-so
wanted, you started to throw your hatred down upon me.
It has started to make my world
dull and cold.
If this world of mine depends on our love then it is over.
The world
still turns to waste.
And all your beauty, and our love, shall die when the last leaf
falls.
This world cannot live without you by its side.